“If I hadn’t already bought the house once, I might.” I don’t want to keep paying for her mistakes.
Her smile is apologetic as she hooks her elbow in mine and drops her head to my shoulder.
“Worse comes to worst, you can move them into one of the bunkhouses once I get this Ranch squared away.”
“You and me, bay-bee. The mortgage mamas.” I should laugh, but I can’t manage it.
“Butnotmamas,” she lifts her head and gives me a stern glare.
I would toast her if I had any sort of drinking vessel, but my symbol flashes, my turn is up. She pushes me toward the door. “Have fun. Suck cock. Stress later.”
“Yes ma’am.” I throw her a mock—and very non-regulation—salute as I go, giving the day’s house mom a quick smile before I step into the booth and let its door close behind me.
One deep breath, and Idopush the thoughts of my mother away. She has no place here.
“Welcome back, Jade,”the booth says in its familiar modulation.“You have two requests. Correction. You have one request for two.”
That’s not standard, but I have a feeling I know whose cocks are going to pop out of the wall, even before they do.
Ferrok and Mooralan have come to see me a handful of times since we went to that concert. It was always separately, individually. But since they’re both marked in my top tier favorites now, they have guaranteed spots any time I’m working and they want them. Skipping the line.
And I am never going to complain when they are on offer.
But they’ve never come to me together before.
“Query… are they in the same booth, or separate ones?”
“They are in the same booth today.”
How interesting. I wonder if they compared notes. Chuckling to myself, I accept them without any questions, and stroke Ferrok once to ease his clitball out and pop it straight in my mouth.
I’d ask if they wanted a face-to-face encounter, but Mooralan knows they can ask for that if they want it.
And I’m here to give them what they want, even if Icouldgive them more.
CHAPTER 2
My playlist kicks on and I dance a little as I rearrange the booth to fit my needs. Knee cushions and supports… the good stuff.
I go to my knees in front of their cocks. Side by side, it’s so easy to stroke them… and wish that they were standing in front of me instead.
But if they wanted full contact, they would have asked for it.
I’ll ask Phantom if I can offer “date” ideas later.
I focus on Mooralan, even though they each get a hand. After all, Ferrok gets more by default.
Next time, I’ll ask them to both take me to one of the ring view rooms. I want to see how Ferrok reacts to the way I swirl his clitball in my mouth. I want to watch them watch each other fuck me.
The bot asks if Mooralan can use his hands and I say yes, even though my mouth is full. But the bot understands me and all eight hands push through the wall.
He doesn’t drag me forward. He’s not greedy.
They sweep over me like he needs to ensure I am actually here.
Again, I consider offering more.
Again, I focus on what they’ve asked for.
