To his right, Aine sighed and cooed. She had by now opened her gown entirely, giving the prince access to her slit, and allowing her to fondle and tug at her breasts. The prince attended to her with the same skill and patience as he had Lorada. Sparr's head swam with conflicting emotions, but the pang of jealousy largely had subsided. Not for the first time he had to remind himself that Kaybe was not Earth, that its occupants didn't follow the same social norms. In Santi, not only could a wealthy couple enjoy the company of a pair of s*x workers, they would be admired for it.
Lorada, meanwhile, was devouring his c**k. The same soft, wide mouth that had encased his balls now opened to swallow his organ. She took the head with ease, circling it briefly with her tongue before slipping it pas
