Peaches sighed as Jem squeezed her boobs, a happy smile on his face as he felt their weight, gave each of them a stinging slap, and walked on, leading a trembling, lust-drunk Peaches behind him
Their conversations were almost all in Melaran now, and Peaches knew she could speak the language so well that she and Jem could have private conversations in front of senior members of the Slaveworld espionage team with total impunity. Indian hot sex She squeezed the dildo strapped inside her that made the images skip forward, feeling the familiar lust and excitement calm her mind as she spoke on. Yes, he was a stranger, yes, he would be at best inconsiderate, and at worst calculatingly sadistic and cruel, and yes, he no doubt saw her as nothing more than a sex toy; Peaches didn’t care. Of course, Peaches would have done anything she was ordered to anyway: she had been trained by the best, after all. Teasing him! ‘The Franklin team made contact, went through, came back and that was that-‘ Peaches paused to squeeze the ‘forward’ button one more time , ending the presentation on the image that showed a launch, most of the view obscured by white glare but a vessel of some kind clearly visible – ‘so we
