Chapter 53 Lustful Atmosphere

• Meanwhile, after Cynthia ended the call between herself and Sophia, she proceeded in keeping things in place and making sure the sex slaves were ready for the night party and also moving around the party premises to make sure things were going perfectly fine.
• Cynthia let her eyes scan the dark room below her almost leisurely. The multicolored fluorescents danced across the room, briefly illumining the dark bodies of various scantily dressed women, most of them ensconced in the arms of their lovers for the night, or as Cynthia preferred to call them, their clients.
• From her vantage point perched on the railing of the bar above, she had a bird's eye view of the going-ons below, including the woman whose arse bounced rythmically and shamelessly on the lap of a groaning man who clutched at her milk-white breasts desperately, and even the more discreet couple in the corner who looked innocent at first glance, but on a second were obviously gyrating slowly, their clothes still in place. They were definitely not fooling Cynthia. She knew at that moment, the man had his dick buried deeply in that woman's arse. She'd been too long in this business for all these to be news.