Xila, the Virgin Girl

"Far be it from me to ignore the lady's recommendation," you say. Lilana smiles widely, takes the Togruta by the hand, and leads her to you.

She crosses the room, sitting down on the arm of her brother's chair. Was that... part of the deal?

She seems to read your thoughts. "I do hope you forgive us. Quality control, you know. I want to make sure she performs up to my standards."

You aren't sure how to feel about that, but don't really feel like arguing it in her own home. For her part, Lilana actually does appear to be interested professionally. She casts a critical eye at the Togruta's posture and demeanor, nodding slightly in satisfaction.

"Xila... begin." With no hesitation, Xila approaches and begins stripping you of your clothes.

You move to help undress yourself, but Xila gently stays your hand. You're surprised when she carefully unbuckles and sets aside your chest armor with no problems. Training must be thorough. She slowly pulls the hem of your shirt up and over your head, trailing soft kisses up your torso with each inch of newly revealed skin. She moves with sinewy grace, trailing her hand across your chest as she circles behind you. She kisses the side and back of your neck, and down to your shoulders. Her arms reach around you, soft hands gliding down your stomach to circle your waist, unbuckling your pants and allowing them to slide to the floor.

At the side of the room, Lilana nods approvingly from her perch on her brother's chair. You see her hand drift down abesntmindedly, idly stroking her petals as she watches you. You find yourself strangely pleased by her satisfaction.

From some hidden side door a pretty young human woman, dressed in nothing but a silver collar, has entered the room. She hands something to Xila before bowing and dissappearing as quickly as she appeared.

You turn your head to look behind you curiously, and see Xila rubbing some sort of scented oil into her hands. She smiles affectionately at you, rising onto her tip-toes to give you a brief kiss, before turning her now oiled hands onto your member, firmly gliding along your full length. With one hand she massages and swirls along your shaft, while the other delicately rubs along your head.

To this point you had been pointedly ignoring Dev's presence, but now you see Lilana has turned to him and replaced his hand on his cock with her own. She is turned, locked in a passionate kiss with her horned brother. You notice, in an offhand way, that her red hands are making the exact movements as the orange ones on your own.

Dev, who has been at this the longest, groans and spurts his white jizz up, and back onto his own shirt. More cum is splashing and dribbling onto his sister's still pumping hands. She brings one stained hand to her mouth, locks eyes with you, and slowly slides her long pick tongue along her hand, scooping the creamy cum into her mouth.

That does it for you. You buck your hips, cock sliding slickly through the Togruta's hand and firing a rope of jizz straight ahead, staining the carpet beneath you. Xila slides fluidly to her knees, somehow arriving in time to catch the second rope on her tongue, before smoothly swallowing your cock and sucking while you complete your orgasm.

"I am satisfied that Xila has learned her lessons well. And you were promised a night of pleasure, so we will bid you farewell. We do hope to see you again, Mr. Marks."

With that, Lilana and Dev rise and exit the room, leaving you with the Togruta still dutifully sucking your member. By her efforts, you haven't even gone remotely soft. You're looking forward to this night.