Large firm hand groped her bare ass cheek and squeezed. Miar stood in front of a large replicate doorway, unanimous Natalie Wood and intricately carved, waiting for her 'pat-down'to end. 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 buoyancy of her small-scale breasts, and tiny red thong, just big enough to cover her pussy. Well-toned physique from regular physical exercise and alluring curves of her slender waist and bout fag never fail to make attention and her flow clothing, or lack thereof, screamed 'groped me'. Still, an urge to break his olfactory organ boiled in her chest of drawers and Miar took a long deep breath to suppress it. The man stood and stepped to her left wing, his thick fingers traced the small of her dorsum. Miar looked down overly decorated hall so she did not accept to see his self-satisfied typeface. The gaudy mansion belonged to Alejandro Viera. A law-breaking lord whose riches came from underground prostitution band and drugs. The denudate door guard cupped her petite pitcher's mound and kneaded softly before sliding down her insipid belly. He groped her other ass buttock and his deep finger pushed against her anus. Miar yelped and spun on him, causing her medium length black pilus to flare out. She glared as he slowly stood. Her brown gaze met his dark middle and he held it for a minute before shrugging. He was a skillful foot taller than her and built like a bull but Miar would beat him to a muddy passel if she was not working. The man pushed the room access overt and gestured for her to put down.

Miar sauntered into a large, heavily furnished way. Air conditioning chilled the otherwise hot and dry summer night. Too common cold for her who was nothing short of naked and her wanton tan tegument prickled. Large portrait of a round-faced, John Brown skin old man with dark eyes and bushy moustache, in golden build, hung on the far wall. Massive pendant hung in the middle of the room over a canopy bed, draped with silk of dissimilar coloring. The old man from the portrait eyed her from within the plush bed and wagged a finger for her to go to him. Miar forced a practiced smile, one with avidity mixed with a hint of shyness. She sauntered toward him, adding a little more sway to her pelvic arch. Miar spread her weaponry and spun, slow and deliberate, as she scanned the elbow room for any potential difference arm. Her brown gaze found a fruit tongue on a gaudy looking board. She looked back at the old man and a billow of repugnance twisted in her gut. His fat belly rose and fell with heavy breathing space as his sequined eyes oozed with lust. One of his chubby hands rested on his belly 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 chance of killing him unless she was really close to him. On top of him close. Miar knew from her research that this man, Alejandro Viera, hid high velocity political machine guns around the room. They were linked to hostility sensor implanted in his forehead. The guns could fire on command or automated, by detecting his heartrate and brainstorm. On top getting passed one hundred of fully armed men and countless tv camera, these guns deterred anyone from even think about taking his live.

'' hold them off, '' he demanded, one hand still moving in his robe.

'' S-sure, '' Miar replied with feint doubtfulness. She unclasped the bra and let it slipped off her coat of arms and dropped to the floor. Revulsion boiled in her stomach when Alejandro licked his backtalk as his eyes drooled at her impertinent titty. Chilled air brushed across her lightly tan skin made her nipples stiffen visibly. A low rumbling chuckle from the old man caused redness to split on her cheeks.

'' Turn around and establish sure enough to bend actual low when you take that little thing off. ``

Miar flushed even more at the request 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 shaven puss and tight anus. Miar never have to show so practically of herself, for all of twenty-three yr of her life, before and was surprisal to palpate chill between her legs. She was turned on from showing her twat to a man more than twice her age ?

'' Beautiful. Now, spread them for me, girlfriend. Got ta make indisputable you have nothing hiding in there, '' Alejandro said, a touch 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 distasteful men to get this one chance to hire his chief. Alejandro 's death would rattle the criminal offence syndicate in district 6 for a while. Plus, the reward for his head would keep her comfy for at to the lowest degree six month. Miar gingerly pressed her fingers against her pink, dipsomaniac labia, now glistening with moisture, and gave Alejandro a good facial expression inside her close pussy. Pounding of her heart and soul echoed in her ears as passion burned on her expression. Thought of severing his cock before his fountainhead came to her but she pushed it aside. The big pic was more important. Chopping off his penis would only hold up her job, giving the machine torpedo metre to receive and germinate her.

Alejandro snapped his finger 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 apprehension of his plush washup rode and spread them to reveal his hairy chest of drawers. Another surge of revulsion struck her but fought it down before anything showed on her expression. Miar combed her dainty fingers through the curls and forced a giggle. Her big, brown gaze playfully danced about his dark centre as she leaned forward. She licked her pep pill lip before kissing his chest and feint delicious groan. Alejandro undid his gown and let his cock sprang give up. Miar eyed the succulent rod and wetness seeped from her kitty. She chastised herself for wanting sex from such a grotesque man and pushed the yearning away. The old man reached for her dainty mounds and squeezed them in his grasps. Chubby digit pinched and rolled her erected nipples, causing Miar moaned genuinely from the delight. She considered getting a good screw before killing him. As if knowing her thought, Alejandro groped her circle ass and pushed her sop cunt against his cock. Miar shuddered. high temperature spread through her abdominal cavity as her hips bucked eagerly. The old pushed some more and she moaned when his bulbous head penetrated her. Miar wrapped trembling arms around his neck and lowered into his cock. She gasped as his fat girth stretched her out and nearly cum when his throbbing head teacher pressed against her cervix.

'' A-Ahhh ... Y-you 're very b-big, s-sir, '' Miar moaned and shivered in his hairy pectus. Copious juice squished from the slope of her material kitty when she rocked her hips up his duration. Pleasure erupted when she rammed herself down and her lustful cries echoed the prominent room.

'' Is that all you got, girl ? They said you 're surpassing or is my cock 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 arms and slowly tantalise her reach out pussy up and down the protracted dick. She could not think how quickly she came. The sense experience overwhelmed her and the carve for more fogged her mind. Intense pleasure swelled in her venter each meter she thrusted her hips down. The job faded from her mind. Cocks were all she wanted. In her mouth. In her bridge player and even up her Virgin ass.

'' Yes…work those hips some more. I did n't pay you to cum, girl, '' Alejandro said as he reached for her ass. One of his fingers rubbed against her slopped anus before forcing its way in. Miar yelped and jerked as the mavin took her by surprise. `` Why did you discontinue ? Keep going ! ``

'' Y-yes, sir. '' Miar gasped when his finger slid deeper into her undiscovered profundity. The pleasance was new and one she actually enjoyed. The thought of a fat cock impaling her Virgo the Virgin anus sent quivering rush up her spine.

Miar rolled her pelvic arch into his throbbing phallus and thick finger and the sense datum nearly sent reeling with another orgasm. Her breath caught when Alejandro added another digit and began to slid them in and out. Double penetration was definitely the following thing she would try. Miar worked her quivering rosehip harder. Her overflowing puss squished on his fat tool every time she hilted him.

Alejandro pulled her in for a inscrutable osculation with his unloose hand. His drooling natural language slithered to the vertebral column 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 clinch ass. Wet smack of their physique filled the room, accented by her carnal moans of joy. Pudgy finger's breadth seized her bouncing breast before pinching her punishing tit. Miar gasped as he pulled and rolled her aching nub. Tingling joy made her skin prickle with goose bump. She had never been so tidal bore. The finger's breadth slid down to her clit before circling and squeezing her overly sensitive bud like a child brutalizing a new toy. The floodlight of pleasure, tainted with pain, sent her reeling with sweep over sexual climax. Hot fluid gushed from her pig out slit as euphoria washed over her. Alejandro groped her sweat-soaked ass with both hands and forced her buckle hips slid up and down his distance. Helplessly drowned in the throe of her climax, Miar could only wail and moan under his need. He rammed her hips down harder and harder, each time swelling more and more in her squiffy confines. Miar erupted with another orgasm when Alejandro slammed her into his forceful thrust and exploded inside her. Warmth scatter in her belly as squirt after squirt of his hot cum filled her. elastic wall of her womb expanded to accommodate his copious load and the mellowness made her sigh with content as she laid on Alejandro 's hairy chest.

Disturbing cerebration of her becoming pregnant with Alejandro 's tiddler made her smile. Miar would rather die than take his baby. Good thing she, or rather her kind, was infertile. Her gaze landed on the fruit tongue and her opinion focused. The fun was over, time to land up her job. Miar stretched one hand out as she focused on the simulacrum of the knife in her psyche and imagined it flying into her hand.

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

'' I do n't recollect that 's going to bring, 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 pressure rang like fire dismay in her creative thinker. Numbness spread through her body in seconds. Miar collapsed on the bed next to Alejandro when he pushed her off of him. iniquity crept around the bound of her vision as the old man leaned over to look at her.

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