On the other hand, back in the dusty warehouse, Victor leaned forward in the audience chair with a smug grin. Finally.
One of his messages had actually gone through. For the last few minutes, every nasty thing he typed had been blocked with that same cold "Parsing Error."
[Whiteghost: 5000 tokens if you lick her asshole and make her squirm š]
He read his own comment again and smirked wider.
Ass licking wasn't something most people were into, especially not in front of thousands of viewers. Knowing Rohit's personality, Victor was certain the bastard would hesitate or straight-up refuse. That would kill the entire performance.
Grinning in anticipation, he muttered under his breath, "Go on, dogā¦ show us how you lick that bitch's asshole."
On the other side of the screen, Rohit read the message and a slow, predatory grin spread across his face.
Ass licking? He almost laughed. If there was a world championship for eating pussy and ass, I'd take the gold every single fucking time.
