Another trip: Part 10 (one more round)
The room feels hotter.
The screen seems closer.
Gabriella sits up and looks directly into the camera, eyes sparkling. “All four of you. Would you share Chen—with us—for one more night? But this time… all together?”
The harem glances at each other.
Kaori licks her lips. Sofia raises a brow. June grins wickedly. Riley nods, flushed but glowing.
Kaori finally breaks the silence: “We’ll consider it. But only if we get to watch you beg first.”
Isabella laughs beside Chen, delighted.
Chen just smiles, knowing this is far from over.
The tension crackles through both suites—Vegas and Sea-Tac—linked by fiber-optic sin.
The harem shifts like wolves circling. They’ve tasted luxury and power tonight, and they’re not about to hand it back without savoring it.
Kaori is the first to rise, slow and languid, strutting up to the in Sea-Tac camera, nude but for heels and cum-smeared lips. “You want another night with our sweet Chen?” She leans in, cleavage dominating the frame. “Then show us you’re worth it.”
Sofia, still slick between her thighs, strokes Riley’s hair gently while eyeing the screen. “Convince us. All four of us. Why should we let you touch them again? Why should we share what belongs to us?”
June, wicked and flushed, bites down on her bottom lip. “Yeah. Beg, bitches. We wanna hear the words. Together. In sync. Hands behind your backs.”
And the twins obey, without a millisecond’s hesitation.
On the massive Vegas TV, Chen and Isabella sit at the edge of the bed, watching the twin fantasy lower themselves.
Isabella kneels beside Chen in real time. Gabriella kneels on-screen.
In sync, their hands go behind their backs. Breasts high, mouths parted, eyes pleading.
Gabriella, soft and breathless: “Please. Let us serve him again. Let us taste him, feel him, worship what you all already know.”
Isabella, at Chen’s feet, eyes shining: “We want to belong to him. Just for one more night. To all of you. To him. Please… let us.”
They tilt their heads back together—perfect mirrors.
Gabriella: “I want to be used.” Isabella: “I want to be shared.” Together: “Please. We need it.”
Riley, flushed and squirming, moans into their own hands. “F-fuck, they’re beautiful…”
Sofia, quietly pleased, hums: “They’re learning.”
Kaori, eyes fierce, smirks: “Now crawl. Slowly. Toward your camera.”
And they do—both of them—knees moving over carpet and rug, mouths open, eyes locked to the lens like it’s Chen’s mouth they’re trying to reach.
Gabriella on Chen’s screen. Isabella on Chen’s floor.
“Please,” they whisper, in harmony. “Let us be your toys. Just once more.”
The harem is silent.
Then Kaori grins.
“Alright, girls. You want to be fucked by our Chen? Then prove you can follow orders.”
She winks at Chen through the screen.
“And you, sweetheart? You better get hard again. We’re not done.”
Not by a long shot.