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  • In the image advertising her services at the Palace of Roses she was naked, but the flesh and blood Riyena stands over me wearing a red slave wrap. The dark brown marks around her forehead that reveal her Harken heritage are not concealed by an Aghara-Penthay slave symbol branded into the side of her face. She’s slightly shorter than I’d have expected from her image. Riyena is carrying a small black case like a medic’s bag. I don’t want to know what it Voyeur contains, and yet I can’t help my eyes being drawn to the thing. I must force her to summon Acheron. I try to lift myself from the bed, making muffled murmuring sounds as I attempt to explain that I’m not meant to be chained naked here, and she must release me or fetch sharking my escort immediately. “Shush, Gaianesian” Riyena says gently to me as the door closes, leaving us alone in this soundproof chamber. “I’m sure it’s very important.” I’d been expecting her to know me, when Gara and I are identical. But at the word “Gaianesian” my thumping heart races yet faster anyway. This is what being at the brink of catastrophe Upskirt feels like. All she needs to do is tell one of the guards I’m a Gaianesian, and an implant will be my fate. Thank the Sleeping Gods Riyena seems in no hurry to leave and raise the alarm. In fact she wants to linger. The Harken reaches for the amateur strings holding her wrap in place. “Gaianesians are lesbians. Do you like me?” she asks, as she casually undresses in front of me. With no option other than looking at her I do. I’d seen her small breasts and her hairless, rather puffy vulva before in the image. But standing asian over me I’m willing to acknowledge she’s not unattractive, for a Harken. The reply read like this - "I have quite a whore with me. If you prove Voyeur her to be a worthless one, I will write you a blank cheque." Davies grinned as he thought of all the bad things asian he was going to do to her. She smiled and kissed me and I could feel her kiss was full of love. “23%. “I don’t know.” I am sure she loved the thought of all these sharking young boys banging away at their cocks every night and every morning thinking of her. Mrs. Armstrong rubbed her fingers up and down her daughter's slit, caressing her, massaging her twat. It has nothing to do with you,” she rebutted. She barely realized she had dropped her shorts as she heard Dave chuckle. “I see you liked watching my brother’s fucking me, didn’t you?”, she asked him as she Upskirt started playing with his cock now. Of course I’m down with this plan. I told myself I was not too tired to continue. But closing time was coming and Sebas ass was getting amateur hungry, so when Javier told me the place was about to close, the little brain inside my cock woke Sleeping up and turned on my someone-to-fuck radar. You gotta pay, cunt. I don't think I-" If I didn’t know better I would have thought he was moaning in pain. “Don’t you worry your pretty little head. He noted on the toe tag " Brenda Williams". He wanted to see how Melena de Santo reacted when she was turned-on. They removed their shoes. The strange thing was; Ryan was right. I slid forward on the chair thrusting my hips making my cock move up and down between them. Next I feel oiled fingers on my puckered butthole and I gasp. "If only it was socially acceptable."