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I stood with a massive smile on my face, asian relishing the cheers from the audience at such a high-stakes hand. But there was no time to celebrate, not when I saw Gantu Balbal’s anger beginning to boil over. After giving a guttural howl, he pushed Ayana to the floor, leapt the table, and charged me with a knife in his flipper-like hands. Good thing I had anticipated some sort of retaliation, and even better that Hutts had no problem with their guests defending themselves from other guests. I quickly sidestepped, allowing the Aqualish to trip over my chair and land flat on his back. Before he had the chance to attack again, I drew my DL-18 blaster and fired off a single shot between his eyes, killing the bastard in an instant. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that Tali and Mat on their feet with blasters in hand, too. Mat had a standard DL-44, but I was impressed with Tali’s choice of weapon: A K-16 Bryar pistol. After another smattering of applause, I holstered my blaster and stepped around the table to Ayana, still on the floor from Balbal’s shove. “You ok?” I babe asked, helping the Twi’lek to her feet. “I think so, yes,” Ayana replied, leaning against my chest for support. Damn, she smelled really nice. “Do not fret for her,” said Krah, arriving at her side. “Ayana is far more cumshot resilient than most would ever realize. Still, I think we should break for five minutes to allow her to compose herself.” “Thank you. If you’ll please excuse me,” Ayana agreed. Needing some composure, myself, I made for the corner of the japanese room and ordered a Corellian whiskey from the old Besalisk tending the bar. I stood amateur at the bar in silence for a few moments, just trying to shake off the kill. Truth be told, I hate killing, in spite of how good at it I can be. It’s bad for business, after all, but business sometimes necessitates it. Pretty soon, I noticed someone taking the spot next to me at the bar. My pink and white yoga pants really made my ass look luscious. Last chance?" Bob’s bright red shaft with the purple head was cumshot babe a delicious sight for any woman. But who would do something like this? I start oiling the lower part of you legs. Ha Na asked to sit one dance japanese out so we returned to the amateur table. She definitely has that technique mastered. I just lay there, trying to recover from it all. Marge felt Hailey's pussy grip her fingers as she came and pulling them out and Marge smeared them on Hailey's anal star before inserting both of them deep and twisting gently. She did and he placed two pillows stacked under her lower abdomen holding her ass up off the bed giving him better access to her cunt and ass. “Why are you so tired, J.J?” The top of her head was well below my chin. “What’s asian this all about bud.” Mr. Dudley exclaimed “This must be worth a small fortune!”