tumid firm mitt groped her bare ass cheek and squeezed. Miar stood in straw man of a big double door, solid wood and intricately carved, waiting for her 'pat-down'to land up. She glanced down at the bald, masculine man crouched on her right field, now feeling her inner thigh, then to her lean getup. A red push-up bra, that emphasize the buoyancy of her small tit, and tiny red thong, just big enough to cover up her pussy. Well-toned frame from regular exercising and alluring curve of her slender waist and one shot butt never fail to thread attending and her flow habiliment, or deficiency thereof, screamed 'groped me'. Still, an impulse to break his nose boiled in her chest and Miar took a foresighted cryptic breath to suppress it. The man stood and stepped to her left, his slurred fingers traced the small of her back. Miar looked down overly decorated hall so she did not have to see his smug face. The gaudy sign belonged to Alejandro Viera. A offence lord whose wealth came from underground prostitution closed chain and drugs. The denuded door guard cupped her petite mound and kneaded softly before sliding down her flat belly. He groped her other ass cheek and his thick finger pushed against her anus. Miar yelped and spun on him, causing her sensitive distance black hair to flare out. She glared as he slowly stood. Her brownness gaze met his dark oculus and he held it for a second before shrugging. He was a good foot taller than her and built like a bull but Miar would trounce him to a sloughy mess if she was not working. The man pushed the doorway opened and gestured for her to enter.

Miar sauntered into a big, heavily provide room. Air conditioning chilled the otherwise hot and dry summer night. Too cold for her who was naught short of naked and her light tan pelt prickled. big portrait of a round-faced, brown skin old man with dark heart and bushy mustache, in golden build, hung on the far wall. monolithic chandelier hung in the center of the elbow room over a canopy bed, draped with silk of different semblance. The old man from the portrayal eyed her from within the plush bed and wagged a finger for her to go to him. Miar forced a rehearse smile, one with eagerness mixed with a soupcon of shyness. She sauntered toward him, adding a little more sway to her articulatio coxae. Miar spread her arms and spun, slow and deliberate, as she scanned the way for any potential weapon. Her brown gaze found a fruit tongue 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 sonorous breath as his sequined eyes oozed with lust. One of his chubby hired man rested on his tum while the other…moved back and Forth under his bath gown. Miar nearly gave in to the sudden urge to take aim the knife and killed right away but held back. She had no chance of killing him unless she was existent close to him. On top of him close. Miar knew from her inquiry that this man, Alejandro Viera, hid high velocity machine gunslinger around the room. They were linked to hostility detector implanted in his forehead. The heavy weapon could fire on command or automated, by detecting his heartrate and brainwave. On top getting passed one hundred of fully armed men and countless photographic camera, these artillery deterred anyone from even think about taking his live.

'' choose them off, '' he demanded, one hand 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. repulsion boiled in her stomach when Alejandro licked his lips as his eyes drooled at her irreverent boob. Chilled air brushed across her sparkle tan tegument made her tit stiffen visibly. A low rumbling chuckle from the old man caused redness to break open on her cheeks.

'' Turn around and make sure to deflect real low when you take that minuscule thing off. ``

Miar flushed even more at the postulation but obediently turn around and hooked her thumbs in the waist band of her thong. She pulled it down slowly as she bent forward, exposing her clean knock off twat and mean anus. Miar never have to render so much of herself, for all of xxiii geezerhood of her life, before and was surprise to sense tingles between her legs. She was turned on from showing her cunt to a man Thomas More than twice her age ?

'' Beautiful. Now, spread them for me, girl. Got ta make sure you have zip concealing in there, '' Alejandro said, a clue of amusement in his voice.

Miar wanted to scream but she had a job to do. She spent weeks setting everything up and even fucked revolting men to get this one prospect to take his head. Alejandro 's death would rattle the crime consortium in District 6 for a piece. Plus, the wages for his head would keep her prosperous for at least six months. Miar gingerly pressed her finger against her pink, exuberant labia, now glistening with moisture, and gave Alejandro a in effect looking inside her tight pussy. Pounding of her heart echoed in her ears as heat burned on her case. Thought of severing his cock before his head came to her but she pushed it aside. The big motion-picture show was more important. Chopping off his member would only check her job, giving the simple machine guns meter to find oneself and shoot her.

Alejandro snapped his digit to draw her attention and gestured for her to get on the bed. Sigh of relieve escaped her lips as she straighten her back and turned around. Miar climbed on the plush mattress and straddled Alejandro. She grabbed the collar of his plush bathing rode and spread them to reveal his hairy chest. Another surge of repulsion struck her but fought it down before anything showed on her expression. Miar combed her dainty fingerbreadth through the curls and forced a giggle. Her big, embrown gaze playfully danced about his benighted oculus as she leaned forward. She licked her upper berth lip before kissing his breast and feint luscious moan. Alejandro undid his gown and let his peter sprang free. Miar eyed the succulent rod and wetness seeped from her slit. She chastised herself for wanting sex from such a grotesque man and pushed the yearning away. The old man reached for her dainty cumulation and squeezed them in his grasps. Chubby fingers pinched and rolled her erected mammilla, causing Miar moaned genuinely from the pleasure. She considered getting a good fuck before killing him. As if knowing her idea, Alejandro groped her round ass and pushed her drench cunt against his shaft. Miar shuddered. heat spread through her abdomen as her pelvis bucked eagerly. The old pushed some more and she moaned when his bulbous straits penetrated her. Miar wrapped trembling limb around his neck and lowered into his cock. She gasped as his fat girth stretched her out and nearly cum when his throbbing chief pressed against her cervix.

'' A-Ahhh ... Y-you 're very b-big, s-sir, '' Miar moaned and shivered in his hairy chest. copious juice squished from the English of her hooey kitty-cat when she rocked her hips up his length. Pleasure erupted when she rammed herself down and her libidinous battle cry echoed the tumid room.

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

Still reeling from the culmination, Miar pushed up with trembling branch and slowly mount her stretch out cunt up and down the extended cock. She could not believe how quickly she came. The sensations overwhelmed her and the carve for more fogged her mind. Intense pleasance swelled in her belly each time she thrusted her hips down. The job faded from her head. Cocks were all she wanted. In her mouth. In her hands and even up her virgin ass.

'' Yes…work those hips some more. I did n't pay you to cum, young woman, '' Alejandro said as he reached for her ass. One of his finger rubbed against her plastered anus before forcing its way in. Miar yelped and jerked as the sensation took her by surprise. `` Why did you blockade ? celebrate going ! ``

'' Y-yes, sir. '' Miar gasped when his finger slid deeper into her unexplored profoundness. The pleasure was new and one she actually enjoyed. The thought of a fat cock impaling her Virgin anus sent quivering boot up her spine.

Miar rolled her pelvic girdle into his throbbing penis and dense finger and the sensation nearly sent reeling with another climax. Her breath caught when Alejandro added another finger and began to slid them in and out. Double insight was definitely the next thing she would try. Miar worked her quivering hips harder. Her overflowing pussy squished on his fat cock every time she hilted him.

Alejandro pulled her in for a cryptic kiss with his unblock hand. His drooling tongue slithered to the back of her throat and, instead of recoiling with horror, Miar sucked greedily. She pumped her hips hard as Alejandro 's fingers danced and squirmed in her clench ass. Wet slap of their flesh filled the room, accented by her carnal moans of pleasure. Pudgy fingers seized her bouncing bosom before pinching her surd nipple. Miar gasped as he pulled and rolled her aching nub. Tingling pleasure made her scramble prickle with goose bump. She had never been so eager. The fingers slid down to her button before circling and squeezing her overly sensible bud like a child brutalizing a new toy. The flowage of joy, tainted with pain, sent her reeling with overwhelming orgasm. Hot fluid gushed from her stuffed pussy as euphoria washed over her. Alejandro groped her sweat-soaked ass with both hands and forced her warp coxa slid up and down his length. Helplessly drowned in the throe of her climax, Miar could only pule and groan under his need. He rammed her hips down harder and harder, each prison term swelling more and more in her tight confines. Miar erupted with another orgasm when Alejandro slammed her into his emphatic thrust and exploded inside her. Warmth spread in her belly as squirt after jet of his hot cum filled her. Pliable wall of her womb expanded to fit his ample shipment and the fullness made her sigh with capacity as she laid on Alejandro 's hairy chest.

Disturbing thinking of her becoming fraught with Alejandro 's child made her grin. Miar would rather die than carry his baby. skilful matter she, or rather her variety, was infertile. Her regard landed on the fruit knife and her mentation focused. The fun was over, time to finish her job. Miar stretched one deal out as she focused on the image 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 recall that 's going to ferment, Miss Hora, '' Alejandro whispered in her ear.

Her eyes widened as she jolted up. A prick on her second joint followed by gush of air imperativeness rang like firing alarm clock in her mind. Numbness spread through her dead body in seconds. Miar collapsed on the bed next to Alejandro when he pushed her off of him. duskiness crept around the edge of her vision as the old man leaned over to look at her.

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