bombastic firm manus groped her bare ass buttock and squeezed. Miar stood in nominal head of a declamatory double doorway, solid woodwind instrument and intricately carved, waiting for her 'pat-down'to finish. She glanced down at the bald, masculine man crouched on her right, now feeling her inner thigh, then to her skimpy outfit. A red push-up bra, that emphasize the perkiness of her mild breasts, and bantam red thong, just big enough to deal her pussy. Well-toned physical body from unconstipated physical exertion and alluring curves of her slender shank and round butt never fail to draw tending and her flow wear, or want thereof, screamed 'groped me'. Still, an impulse to give away his nose boiled in her thorax and Miar took a foresighted deep breathing space to suppress it. The man stood and stepped to her left wing, his blockheaded fingers traced the small-scale of her back. Miar looked down overly decorated hallway so she did not give to see his smug expression. The gaudy planetary house belonged to Alejandro Viera. A crime lord whose wealth came from underground harlotry rings and drugs. The bald-pated door guard cupped her midget mound and kneaded softly before sliding down her matte belly. He groped her other ass impudence and his thick finger pushed against her anus. Miar yelped and spun on him, causing her medium duration total darkness hair to flare out out. She glared as he slowly stood. Her Robert Brown gaze met his drab middle and he held it for a second before shrugging. He was a upright foot taller than her and built like a bull but Miar would ticktack him to a loose-fitting mess if she was not working. The man pushed the door open and gestured for her to enter.

Miar sauntered into a large, heavily furnished way. Air conditioning chilled the otherwise hot and dry summertime dark. Too frigidity for her who was nix short of naked and her light tan skin prickled. Large portrait of a moon-faced, brown hide old man with dark eyes and shaggy mustache, in aureate frame, hung on the far wall. monumental chandelier hung in the center of the room over a canopy bed, draped with silk of different semblance. The old man from the portrait eyed her from within the plush bed and wagged a finger's breadth for her to go to him. Miar forced a do grinning, one with zeal mixed with a hint of shyness. She sauntered toward him, adding a little more sway to her hips. Miar spread her weapons system and spun, slowly and deliberate, as she scanned the room for any potential artillery. Her John Brown gaze found a fruit knife on a gaudy looking table. She looked back at the old man and a surge of revulsion twisted in her gut. His fat belly rose and fell with heavy breathing time as his beady optic oozed with lust. One of his chubby manus rested on his stomach while the other…moved back and Forth under his bath robe. Miar nearly gave in to the sudden urge to take the knife and killed right away but held back. She had no luck of killing him unless she was real close to him. On top of him close. Miar knew from her research that this man, Alejandro Viera, hid high speed machine guns around the elbow room. They were linked to hostility sensor implanted in his os frontale. The triggerman could fire on command or automated, by detecting his heartrate and brain wave. On top getting passed one hundred of fully armed men and countless camera, these guns deterred anyone from even think about taking his live.

'' conduct them off, '' he demanded, one paw still moving in his robe.

'' S-sure, '' Miar replied with feint uncertainty. She unclasped the bra and let it slipped off her arms and dropped to the floor. Revulsion boiled in her stomach when Alejandro licked his mouth as his eyes drooled at her pert breast. Chilled air brushed across her light tan cutis made her nipple stiffen visibly. A low rumbling chortle from the old man caused redness to erupt on her cheeks.

'' Turn around and cause sure to twist literal low when you take that little thing off. ``

Miar flushed even more at the postulation but obediently turn around and hooked her thumbs in the waist striation of her lash. She pulled it down slowly as she bent forward, exposing her clean shaven pussy and tight anus. Miar never have to show so practically of herself, for all of XXIII age of her life, before and was surprise to feel tingles between her legs. She was turned on from showing her cunt to a man more than twice her age ?

'' Beautiful. Now, spread them for me, female child. Got ta make sure you have nothing hiding in there, '' Alejandro said, a mite of amusement in his voice.

Miar wanted to scream but she had a job to do. She spent workweek setting everything up and even fucked unsavoury men to get this one probability to take his head. Alejandro 's last would rattle the crime crime syndicate in District 6 for a patch. Plus, the reward for his foreland would hold open her prosperous for at to the lowest degree six calendar month. Miar gingerly pressed her digit against her pink, lush labia, now glistening with moisture, and gave Alejandro a salutary flavor inside her tight pussy. buffeting of her middle echoed in her ears as rut burned on her face. Thought of severing his cock before his head came to her but she pushed it aside. The big picture was more important. Chopping off his penis would only delay her job, giving the machine gunman time to notice and fool her.

Alejandro snapped his finger to draw her tending and gestured for her to get on the bed. Sigh of relieve escaped her mouth as she straighten her back and turned around. Miar climbed on the plush mattress and straddled Alejandro. She grabbed the arrest of his plush bathing rode and go around them to reveal his hairy thorax. Another surge of horror struck her but fought it down before anything showed on her expression. Miar combed her delicacy digit through the curls and forced a giggle. Her big, browned gaze playfully danced about his dark center as she leaned forward. She licked her speed lip before kissing his chest of drawers and feint pleasant-tasting moans. Alejandro undid his gown and let his cock sprang free. Miar eyed the succulent rod and wetness seeped from her pussy. She chastised herself for wanting sex from such a grotesque man and pushed the yearning away. The old man reached for her dainty pile and squeezed them in his grasps. Chubby fingerbreadth pinched and rolled her erected pap, causing Miar moaned genuinely from the joy. She considered getting a good piece of ass before killing him. As if knowing her thought, Alejandro groped her round ass and pushed her swamp slit against his turncock. Miar shuddered. heating spread through her abdomen as her coxa bucked eagerly. The old pushed some more and she moaned when his bulbous headway penetrated her. Miar wrapped trembling arms around his neck opening and lowered into his cock. She gasped as his fat cinch stretched her out and nearly cum when his throbbing straits pressed against her cervix.

'' A-Ahhh ... Y-you 're very b-big, s-sir, '' Miar moaned and shivered in his hairy chest. copious succus squished from the side of her stuff pussy when she rocked her hips up his distance. Pleasure erupted when she rammed herself down and her lustful shout echoed the large room.

'' Is that all you got, girl ? They said you 're exceptional or is my dick just too much for you ? '' Alejandro said as he watched her shuddering on his chest.

Still reeling from the climax, Miar pushed up with shaky arm and slowly tantalize her reach out twat up and down the drawn-out cock. She could not believe how quickly she came. The sensations overwhelmed her and the carve for more fogged her mind. Intense pleasure swelled in her abdomen each clip she thrusted her hips down. The job faded from her intellect. Cocks were all she wanted. In her sassing. In her hands and even up her virgin ass.

'' Yes…work those hips some more. I did n't pay you to cum, girlfriend, '' Alejandro said as he reached for her ass. One of his fingers rubbed against her blind drunk anus before forcing its way in. Miar yelped and jerked as the sensation took her by surprise. `` Why did you give up ? stay fresh going ! ``

'' Y-yes, sir. '' Miar gasped when his finger's breadth slid deeper into her undiscovered depth. The pleasure was new and one she actually enjoyed. The thought of a fat cock impaling her Virgo anus sent quivering shudder up her spine.

Miar rolled her rose hip into his throbbing penis and stocky finger and the sensation nearly sent reeling with another climax. Her breather caught when Alejandro added another finger and began to slew them in and out. Double incursion was definitely the next thing she would try. Miar worked her quivering hips harder. Her overflowing pussy squished on his fat cock every prison term she hilted him.

Alejandro pulled her in for a cryptical osculation with his complimentary hand. His drooling tongue slithered to the back of her throat and, instead of recoiling with revulsion, Miar sucked greedily. She pumped her hips hard as Alejandro 's fingers danced and squirmed in her clenched ass. Wet slaps of their flesh filled the room, accented by her fleshly groan of joy. Pudgy finger seized her bouncing breast before pinching her difficult pap. Miar gasped as he pulled and rolled her aching nub. Tingling delight made her peel spine with goosebump. She had never been so eagre. The fingers slid down to her clitoris before circling and squeezing her overly spiritualist bud like a child brutalizing a new toy. The flood of pleasure, tainted with painful sensation, sent her reeling with overpowering orgasm. Hot fluid gushed from her choke up kitty as euphoria washed over her. Alejandro groped her sweat-soaked ass with both paw and forced her buckling rose hip slid up and down his length. Helplessly drowned in the throe of her climax, Miar could only whimper and moan under his demand. He rammed her hips down harder and harder, each sentence swelling more and more in her pie-eyed confines. Miar erupted with another orgasm when Alejandro slammed her into his forceful knife thrust and exploded inside her. lovingness spread in her belly as spurt after squirt of his hot cum filled her. Pliable wall of her womb expanded to accommodate his rich shipment and the fullness made her suspire with content as she laid on Alejandro 's hairy chest.

Disturbing thought of her becoming fraught with Alejandro 's child made her smile. Miar would rather die than carry his babe. ripe thing she, or rather her kind, was sterile. Her gaze landed on the fruit tongue and her thought focused. The fun was over, time to finish her job. Miar stretched one hired man out as she focused on the icon of the knife in her mind and imagined it flying into her hand.

'' Thank you for everything, sir, '' Miar said as she waited but the knife only shook slightly on the gaudy table.

'' I do n't opine that 's going to work, Miss Hora, '' Alejandro whispered in her ear.

Her eyes widened as she jolted up. A slit on her thigh followed by gush of air pressure rang like attack alarm in her mind. Numbness spread through her consistence in seconds. Miar collapsed on the bed next to Alejandro when he pushed her off of him. Darkness crept around the edge of her vision as the old man leaned over to look at her.

'' H-how ? '' she croaked before her awareness faded .