Walker orders Marina off you, and you sit up in bed next to the schoolgirl who just used you at the FBI agent's instructions.
"Good job, Ringer," Walker says. Then, she turns to Marina. "Marina, from now on, anytime a man comes up to you and offers you his cock, you're to accept and take him somewhere discreet and have sex with him, however he wants it. When you're done with that guy, you're take a selfie with him, post it on social media, and let your followers know what happened. Got it?"
"Got it!" Marina responds, still under the influence of mind control.
"So," Walker addresses you again. "Who was better? The escort or Marina?"
You're panting a little from the exertion as you remove the mask and answer. "It's... hard to pick! Putri was much more experienced, but Marina's pussy probably felt better."
Suddenly, a devious smile appears on Walker's face. "Maybe you need to compare them side by side?" she suggests. "You can call her here, right? Oh, think of how mad Jack will be if he sees some other man live out his fantasy..."
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