Rentyre
As you approach the table that Reggie's sitting at, you become more and more certain that it really is your body surrounded by two gorgeous women. The blonde to his left is having a nice conversation, while the brunette to his right is more focused on her drink.
Still, you can't help but blush as see what Reggie's doing in your body. His arm is wrapped around the blonde's shoulder, with his hand fondling her boob. Her arm, however, is in Reggie's pants.
If Reggie has sex in your body, are you still a virgin? If you have sex in Reggie's body, are you still a virgin? Screw it either way. Morality and Rentyrey don't mix.
Reggie's eyes light up when he sees you walk by. "Ladies, allow me to introduce you to my friend, Gunther. Forgive his awkward behaivor; he's a Rentyr00b and isn't used to seeing himself."
They laugh politely, and shift over to leave room in the booth so that you can sit next to the brunette.
You have polite conversation, but you can't help but stare as the blonde's pumping motion increases in speed. Reggie turns in his seat so that he can fondle both breasts. Her other arm wraps around his torso, and they lean in for an awkward but intimate kiss.
You're getting aroused just watching, but soon a tinted mug slides into your vision. You look over at the brunette, who's finished with her drink. She leans close, and begins to whisper. "You blush like a virgin. Let's fix that by doing, not watching." Without warning, she lunges at you, pulling at your shirt to reel you in for a kiss. You follow her lead, locking lips until she pulls away, leaving you gasping for breath. She says nothing, but a raised eyebrow asks for your opinion.
You push away, and stand up. "You may be the experienced one, but I'm still wearing the pants." She scoots herself toward the edge of the seat, ready to apologize when you grab her in your arms. Laughing, she wraps her arms around your shoulder as you cradle her in your arms.
Still, you can't help but blush as see what Reggie's doing in your body. His arm is wrapped around the blonde's shoulder, with his hand fondling her boob. Her arm, however, is in Reggie's pants.
If Reggie has sex in your body, are you still a virgin? If you have sex in Reggie's body, are you still a virgin? Screw it either way. Morality and Rentyrey don't mix.
Reggie's eyes light up when he sees you walk by. "Ladies, allow me to introduce you to my friend, Gunther. Forgive his awkward behaivor; he's a Rentyr00b and isn't used to seeing himself."
They laugh politely, and shift over to leave room in the booth so that you can sit next to the brunette.
You have polite conversation, but you can't help but stare as the blonde's pumping motion increases in speed. Reggie turns in his seat so that he can fondle both breasts. Her other arm wraps around his torso, and they lean in for an awkward but intimate kiss.
You're getting aroused just watching, but soon a tinted mug slides into your vision. You look over at the brunette, who's finished with her drink. She leans close, and begins to whisper. "You blush like a virgin. Let's fix that by doing, not watching." Without warning, she lunges at you, pulling at your shirt to reel you in for a kiss. You follow her lead, locking lips until she pulls away, leaving you gasping for breath. She says nothing, but a raised eyebrow asks for your opinion.
You push away, and stand up. "You may be the experienced one, but I'm still wearing the pants." She scoots herself toward the edge of the seat, ready to apologize when you grab her in your arms. Laughing, she wraps her arms around your shoulder as you cradle her in your arms.