"Honestly, I like the idea of being watched. I like the thought of a woman spying on me, seeing my huge cock, and being so overwhelmed with lust...
Dee asks Loreley what the deal is between her and Tarrik.
"No, not yet at least. Alright, let's start with Dee. Truth or dare?" Dee says dare. "I dare you to make out with your brother." Dee shakes her...
Tarrik drinks. "Truth or dare is a bit childish, but fuck it. If it ain't broke, right?"
Silvan grins. "That must have been quite the sight to see."
Yasmeena says "she's probably no stranger to handling big items". Briar laughs. "Can't exactly deny that". She puts the weapon down on a rack....
Silvan hands her a bottle of brandy, and takes a swig of his own. "I told you about a time I got crazy. Why don't you tell me one of yours?"
"Thanks, Mando." She returns in about 15 minutes, carrying a rocket launcher with a guidance system over her shoulder. It looks extremely...
Silri moans out. "More, girl. Harder!" The invisible cock in Vahlia begins to piston more forcefully, touching her pleasure points.
"12 thousand".
Inside is a regular room with four single beds. Tarrik and Dee go to sit on two beds, putting the alcohol on a table in the centre.
The group hold a number of bottles of different beverages. They wait for Loreley to finish, making small talk.
"Sorry commander. They're just pretty damn fantastic. I don't mean anything by it".
"I'm doing all right. My day just got a damn sight better now that you're here". He frowns sympathetically. "I'm sorry for your loss".
The quartermaster smiles at her, looking at her breasts. "No trouble at all, commander. Let's see here." He fiddles around with his console. "Room...
Dee nods vigorously. "Good idea!" Silvan smiles. "Sure".
Dee nods. "I'd love one". Silvan looks a little embarrassed, nodding. Tarrik puts her hand on Loreley's shoulder. "I'll buy". She goes to the bar...
Dee thinks for a moment. "There are a lot of nobles on Alderaan, and we're descended from nobility ourselves, so it normally isn't a big deal, but...
Dee looks up at her brother with a shit eating grin. "Yeah, Silv, what crazy stuff would that be?" Silvan looks at her indignantly, before moving...
She shakes her head. "I don't give a damn what that asshole thinks." She heads to the showers, and begins removing her clothes to store in a locker.
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