It doesn’t matter how Kikizi and I feel about each other. She’s not likely to be going to Aghara-Penthay on Acheron’s ship, so hopefully I only have a short time in her company. Those guys are the ones worrying me. perky “Going to Aghara-Penthay too,” they said. So I shouldn’t have made a stand, and I regret my actions as soon as there’s time to consider the risk we might cross paths again. The last thing I want is those lecherous beasts seeing the woman who put them in their place reduced to wearing nothing more than a rectangle of silk. But I must take heart. An encounter is unlikely – the open areas on the trading station will be crowded with shaved hundreds of people, the place is vast, and I can warn Acheron to protect me. As long as nothing goes wrong. Back in the present, Kikizi and I reach an area which seems seedier than the earlier levels of the Merlon Starbase. Garish neon signs depict the outlines of women. It is the sector where the tramp shuttles depart, taking groups to Aghara-Penthay. There are far more unpacified males gathered in this area. As pussy females Kikizi and I are heavily outnumbered by the raucous crowds - men of all ages and species. Although I do see a few women around, we are the only two who seem to be unescorted. The others homemade are example of the traitors to our sex - laughing in nervous excitement as though they enjoy having male protectors, rather than feeling rightfully ashamed. Lewd and offensive comments are shouted at us. These suggestions disgust me, but I’ve learned my lesson and copy Kikizi this time, choosing to avoid engaging with the catcallers. I will not help Gaianesia by attracting attention, so now I’m careful not to make eye contact with anyone, even though I’m sure that “Hey, you, the hot one with the nice hooters” is aimed at me. The offices of male scum who make money escorting women to Aghara-Penthay are to be found along the same retail strip as the tramp ships. Their signs are almost as vulgar as those of the shuttles. Shortly after a shuttle advertising “Free slave fuck with the price of your ticket – Lower Flower Garden – Aghara-Penthay” Kikizi comes to a stop. This store-front sign in the galactic script says, “Acheron Doe: Licensed escort to Aghara-Penthay. Safe return guaranteed or your money back.” This man has secretly served Gaianesia for a long time, and is trusted by my planet, but I’m about to deliver myself entirely into his power. I can’t help feeling some dildo nerves as I follow Kikizi inside to meet the man destined to temporarily become my “owner”. When I was spent, she pulled my underwear into place and pulled up my pants. “What’s that?” Deklian asked, “What sector are you? I drank it down until she calmed down, then moved up, and drilled my tongue into her asshole. We flirted, perky kissed, even fondled each other. But, I can definitely see it happening in the future.” I homemade told her. He had no idea that this was only the third time she had a cock in her mouth. One time I even asked to go to the bathroom to handle myself because it got so bad. Her hips bucked off the seat and her hands travelled wildly all over her body, across her chest and down to her inner shaved thighs. We’re a little beyond being pussy shy and you get to see Kim naked. “I’m sorry that was over the line. Still visibly throbbing as it hung down and still hitting against her outer lips. Warrick became very turned on and was ready to get into action. dildo