I’m not even supposed to know anything. My master will kill us both.” “Ayana, if Tali gets hurt, that’s on you.” She buried her face in her pillow at this, bawling at what had to be a massive inner conflict. Maybe it wasn’t fair for me to ask this of her, but all I had to go on was my gut instinct. It’d never steered me wrong. “I overheard Krah last night,” Ayana finally said. “He discovered that Tali is a Rebel spy, sent insertions to obtain the hyperdrive unit. The Hutts have a nonaggression pact with the Empire, but aiding a Rebel like this, even unknowingly, would have risked nullifying that pact. Krah was dispatched to capture her and make an example. I… can only assume she is objects now my master’s prisoner. Perhaps even a member of his harem.” As Ayana continued to cry, pussy I walked over and kissed her forehead. “Thank you. You did the right thing.” “Kyp, please promise me-” “Nobody will ever know this conversation happened,” I promised. “Word of honor. That is, if you promise the same.” “Of course,” she replied, looking up at me with her beautiful brown eyes. “I would never wish any harm on you, Kyp.” As I turned to leave, she asked, “What do you plan to do?” I pursed my lips at that question. “Dunno. Still working on that. Anyway, take care of yourself, Ayana.” “Leecam, how’re things looking?” I asked as I boarded the Fool’s Errand . “The hyperdrive unit has been installed and all systems are green. We may depart whenever you wish. Shall I initiate takeoff procedures?” “No, not yet,” I replied, still working things out in my head. You know what, it makes sense that you'd want to be together, I get that." "Was that insertions his tongue, is he licking by tit?" “Just what a slut like you needs,” he growled. In most bars, a customer would have only been able to stay on for a few seconds of such gyrations, but Harriet was strapped– and stuck– in place and would stay in the saddle for the entire ride. So most of dads clients were calling at our home mom was making the schedule for dad and then he would go make a deal or not, he made it a routine, to buy her flowers and chocolate if deal goes bad and if he sets the deal he calls her and tells her to make herself look prettier than usual cause his taking her out. I was pussy happy to increase her sweet pussy’s pleadings for attention, which for the moment I seemingly ignored. “Fine, but you better not get your uncool cooties on me.” Sheila had stopped at the edge of the city I was staring at her with a objects questioning look. I was wearing panties and a tampon, and denying him the area he appeared very intent on licking. She winched slightly as the metal bit in her wrists and her lower back as she tried to find a position that was bearable at least.