Prestira’s voice joined Yavara’s over the grunts and groans of the men, and the two doubly-penetrated women came a third time, their defiled bodies quivering and kicking with the convulsions. Yeah, I think I might be developing it.Well then… Prestira’s eyes sparkled with that familiar teasing glint, Feast your eyes, Zander. Drive into her harder, boys; your slave is getting complacent.” Her subjects obeyed without protest, plowing into my poor ex-wife until her eyes glazed over, her mind engulfed in the brutal passion, her body simply reacting on instinct. She may have screamed then, had Prestira not forced their mouths together. “I told her she didn’t have to do this; there are other ways to make money.”
“We’re not making money off Yavara.” I sighed, “She’s doing this for… other reasons.”
“Yeah…” Brock said as he watched the crowd surge toward the women, “I’m going to lock the door before half the city lines up.”
Yavara perched herself on a barstool, her hands resting between her legs on its front, her ass sticking outward from the end of her arched
