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'' Look who 's having a boozing. ``

Santana draws in her Spanish dialect as she approaches the conversant older blond sitting at the bar. Kathleen looks to her right as she sees Santana sit down and set her scotch on the bar. Santana still works for the helper, as does she but she does n't consume any tangency with him, only his masses. Kathleen hides her flavor of surprise under a smirk.

'' I could say the Sami, darling. ``

Kathleen drinks from the wine field glass in front man of her. Santana lets her eyes roam down the blonde 's eubstance and crosses her stage.

'' You look ... good. ``

Santana compliments, trying to get a rise out of Kathleen. Kathleen swallows the wine and turns in her chair to finally face Santana. Kathleen raises a perfectly sculpted eyebrow and Santana feels the heating of lust spreading through her body.

'' Good ? That 's all I get ? ``

Kathleen asks and stands up. Santana notices how close her high heel base is to Kathleen 's thigh. Santana hums in faux contemplation.

'' Honestly, you look very ... ''

Santana works her eyes down Kathleen 's eubstance and subtly moves her high heeled foot to bug across the blonde 's thigh. Kathleen 's eyes darken just slightly and her snatch twitches in expectancy. Santana locks her eyes back on Kathleen's.

'' Fit to me. ``

The words roll off Santana 's spit like hot butter and Kathleen licks her bottom lip before pulling the spongy flesh between her teeth. Santana moves her metrical unit just a niggling higher before pulling away altogether. Santana stands up and grabs Kathleen 's wine-coloured, finishing it off and setting it on the bar. Kathleen narrows her eyes at the young Latina charwoman 's actions. If it were anyone else they would be perfectly. Santana reaches into her clasp and pulls out her room key to the hotel way she booked for the night, laying it on the bar.
Santana then takes a step closer. Kathleen watches the youthful woman carefully which makes Santana smile.

'' I 'm in 245. ``

Santana says and reaches forward, her fingers brush over Kathleen 's hip. Kathleen steps the lastly inch between them and tuck a piece of hair behind Santana 's ear. A small smirk plays on Kathleen 's rim and she leans forward so her lips are right following to the arch of Santana 's ear.

'' Let 's see if you can still sustain up with me, darling. ``

Kathleen whisper seductively into Santana 's ear. Santana removes her hired man from Kathleen 's hip.

'' I 'm more concern about you ... darling. ''

Santana mocks and gesture the bartender over. Kathleen pulls away just as the bartender reaches them.

'' Another white vino please, burster it to room 245. give thanks you. ``

Santana orders and turns back to Kathleen with a wink before she walks away, a sway in her rose hip. Kathleen watches the youthful womanhood 's fine ass until Santana turns the quoin. Kathleen turns back to the barkeep when he sets down her glass.

'' Thank you. ``

Kathleen takes the meth and walks in the focusing Santana had gone, key posting in handwriting. Unlocking the door, Kathleen sips from her drink before walking in. She stops dead in her tracks when she sees Santana clad in red lacy intimate apparel on the plush white bed. Santana smirks at Kathleen 's reaction and leans back on her hired hand and spreads her legs.

'' You were being uncharacteristically slow. I started without you. ``

Santana husks. Kathleen recovers quickly from her pillowcase up and advances forward, setting her wine glass on the nightstand.

'' You never did make a knack for patience. ``

Kathleen says and moves around the bed in front of Santana. Santana smirks and sits up when Kathleen steps between her legs. Kathleen lets her heart roam down the Latina 's beautiful tit, toned belly, and tranquil legs.

'' I thought you liked that about me ? ``

Santana asks with a teasing smile. Kathleen raises an brow and Santana moves her hired hand to run up Kathleen 's thighs.

'' I always gave you a fast climax. ``

Santana says in a deep sultry vocalisation dripping of sex and lust. Kathleen holds in her moan and moves her hands up to Santana 's face and slides her fingers into the lenient dark Brown hair.

'' I suppose it was one of my pet distinctiveness you used. ``

Kathleen whispers as she bends down to bait her backtalk over Santana 's. Santana smiles and slides her hands up farther and around Kathleen 's spine. Her finger find the blond 's zip and tear it down slowly, their mouth still yet to receive touched.

'' As beautiful as this dress is ... ''

Santana drawls as she pulls at the strap.

'' It must go. ``

Santana drops the dress to the story, not organize to see the older woman in a lacy thong and thin push-up bra. A small moan makes it 's way out of her throat. Kathleen smile and kisses the woman in front of her lightly, barely touching their mouth.

'' There is the missy I remember. ``

Kathleen teases then stands square and push button Santana to lay back on the bed. Santana sends Kathleen a scowl and motion back farther onto the bed. Kathleen crawls on top of her with a smirk until her torso is between Santana 's legs.

'' You use to have firm colours. I did n't bear the lace. ``

Santana excuses and it was true up, the lace was a surprise and of row a welcomed one. Kathleen leans in again and brushes her backtalk over Santana 's. Santana leans up, trying to kiss Kathleen but the blonde moves away. Santana groans softly and lays back on the bed. Kathleen chuckles softly.

'' No patience. ``

Kathleen says with a smirk. Santana glares at the cleaning woman above her and flips them over. Santana straddles Kathleen 's rosehip and rests her hands on either side of the old woman 's drumhead. Kathleen smirks at Santana 's deficiency of solitaire and wraps her work force around the back of Santana 's knees. Santana grounds her pelvis down onto Kathleen 's stomach and groan.

'' I only have no solitaire when there 's no reason to wait. ``

Santana breathes out and moves one hand to curl up around the cover of Kathleen 's neck. Her lips crash down onto Kathleen 's with a groan. Kathleen moans back and moves her hands to the ass she watched walk away earlier. Santana moans and runs her former helping hand up and down Kathleen 's belly. Kathleen 's hand change of location upwards until it reaches Santana 's bra grip and unsnaps the small clip with adept fingerbreadth. Santana breaks the kiss and leans back to fling the bra from her body. Kathleen groan and does n't wait for Santana to angle back down. She pushes herself onto her hands and takes the Latina 's perfect dark-brown nipple into her mouthpiece. Santana gasps softly and tangles her finger in light-haired pilus. Kathleen moans and moves one hand to Santana 's ass and the early bridge player to the Latina 's chirpy nipple. Kathleen 's grip tightens on Santana 's ass and pulls her even closer while nipping at the Latina 's saucy nipple. Santana gasp again.

'' Fuck. ``

Santana grits out at the caress of Kathleen 's teeth on her sensitive mammilla. The blonde 's back talk switches chest as do her hands. Santana is made into a moaning mess by the older blonde fair sex. Santana finally pulls Kathleen 's hair so her lips detach from Santana 's breast. Santana trouser heavily and Kathleen smirks.

'' I 'm glad to live your subdued spots have n't changed, chastise ? ``

Kathleen says cheekily. Santana connects their backtalk without a Bible and immediately cups Kathleen 's tit. One mitt reaches underneath the blonde and unclasps the lacy sinister bra. Kathleen lifts herself just enough to take off her bra then moves her manpower back to Santana 's ass. Santana moans and immediately bends her head down to suck Kathleen 's nipple. Kathleen moan and digs her finger into the ass she has been missing, aim on making a few contusion on the untried adult female. Santana pulls away from Kathleen 's boob and gets off of her.

'' Are you- oh ... okay. ``

Kathleen starts to ask but stops when Santana makes quick workplace of pulling down her thong. Santana smirks and tosses the detail across the room along with her own pantie and gets in between Kathleen 's legs. Kathleen bites her lip and chill at the memory of Santana going down in her with that orca smirk. Santana wraps her coat of arms around the blonde 's thighs and moans at the sight of her pussy. Santana does n't hesitate to lean forward and run her natural language through Kathleen 's wetness, relishing in the boldface discernment of the woman 's arousal. Kathleen moans softly and reaches down to sweep the nighttime locks out of Santana 's eyes. Santana looks up at the apparent motion and groan around Kathleen 's clit. Kathleen gasps softly and clenches her fist in Santana 's hair. Santana smirks against her sop sheep pen and punch Kathleen 's clit slowly.

'' more. ``

Kathleen groans out and bites her lip, looking at Santana. Santana groans herself and sucks Kathleen 's button. Kathleen groan and arches her back.

'' Yessss. ``

Kathleen draws out and bucks against Santana 's mouth. Santana grabs her pelvic arch to accommodate her down, sucking even harder on the blond 's clit. Kathleen moans loudly and attempt to buck again but Santana 's grip grows unattackable and she pins the older char 's hips to the mattress. Kathleen growls and pushes her head back into the pillows. Santana swimmingly motility one hired man from Kathleen 's hip and uses her other arm to hit across Kathleen 's waist and sustain her immobilize. Santana 's now costless hand moves underneath her Kuki-Chin and teases Kathleen 's entry. Kathleen moans loudly at the finger's breadth teasing her entrance and grips the beautiful hair in her fist even harder, nearing the edge of her orgasm. Santana moan and pushes two digit into the previous woman, curling her finger's breadth to constitute sure to hit that spot inside the beautiful cleaning lady. Kathleen groans and nip her second joint around Santana 's question. The Latina always knew where her g-spot was. Kathleen comes undone with trench groan and an arched backrest, her hand clenched so miserly in Santana 's fuzz her knuckles turn white. Santana fingers her softly and slowly brings her down feather from her high. Her adhesive friction soon loosens and her thighs region. Kathleen moans softly and bites her lip a she rests back against the bed. Santana pulls her fingers out of Kathleen and sucks them into her mouth with a moan. Kathleen looks down at the young Latina and smiles softly. Santana moves up Kathleen 's body and kisses her hard. Kathleen moans in surprise, her Energy Department coming back into her torso. She flips them over and ballad on her side next to Santana.

'' I could tell you missed me. ``

Santana whispers into Kathleen 's ear when the blonde breaks the candy kiss and lowers her drumhead to snog her neck. Kathleen moans and raises her head to buss Santana 's plump lips.

'' It 's hard not to miss you when your side is buried between my legs, now is it ? ``

Kathleen responds with a smirk and moves her helping hand between Santana 's tan thighs. Santana ca n't help oneself but groan when deft fingers caress her button and kitty lips. Kathleen moves her candy kiss to the soft spot just behind Santana 's ear and sucking lightly, eliciting a louder groan from the womanhood next to her.

'' My period is proven, darling. ``

Kathleen points out as her finger swallow hole into Santana 's wet heat. Santana moans and bucks her hips towards the invading finger. Kathleen ca n't help but smirk at how wanton this young woman can become with a uncomplicated touch of her fingers. Kathleen 's fingerbreadth heart faster and her lips attach to Santana 's closest tit. Santana gasps and arches her back.

'' Oh God. ``

Santana groans out. Kathleen uses her leg to push the Thomas Young cleaning lady 's legs farther apart and Santana 's manus tangle in her fuzz. Kathleen moans and flicks the rigid peak and pulls her finger out of Santana to push two in. Santana arches her vertebral column and slams her free hand into the padded headboard. Her gasp and moans fill the room, making Kathleen moan softly in her victory. Santana was becoming closer and closer to her orgasm and her hips meet each of Kathleen 's thrusts.

'' Fuck, Kath- Ah ! ``

Santana screams when Kathleen switches the location of her carpus and rub her button with her thumb. Santana cries out and her hand buried in Kathleen 's hair slams against the plod headboard next to her other hand. Kathleen sinks her teeth into the soft flesh of the Latina 's pap and eagerly finger her. Santana lets out a scream and bucks her pelvis against Kathleen 's digit, finally reaching her blissful flood tide. Santana moans up to the point Kathleen pulls her digit out. Kathleen raises her oral sex from Santana 's hurt nipples and gives the daughter a smile. Santana moans one end clip and opens her middle and smiles back. Kathleen chuckles softly and pulls away from Santana 's soundbox. Santana looks at Kathleen with her capitulum turned towards the blonde.

'' I really hope I do n't consume to defeat you. ``

Santana says and Kathleen raises an eyebrow, her finger's breadth drifting over Santana 's skin.

'' You were sent to kill me ? By the helper ? ``

Santana turns onto her side and rests her head in her hand.

'' Only jeopardise for now. He needs the money in 6 minute Kathleen. ``

Kathleen nods her head.

'' I know that. I 'm not worried. ``

Santana sighs softly.

'' How close are you to getting the money ? ``

Kathleen groans softly and slides her deal up to caress the back of Santana 's cervix, she pulls her forward to kiss her softly.

'' Let 's not deflower this, shall we ? ``

Kathleen asks and pushes back Santana 's gentle night hair. Santana looks away from Kathleen.

'' Why did you entrust ? ``

Santana looks back up to Kathleen. Kathleen lays on the back.

'' freedom. ``

Kathleen says and reaches for her vino, taking an exceptionally bombastic gulp before setting it back. Santana chuckles lightly.

'' You still have to pay him money, do his dirty study, what freedom do you possess ? ``

Santana asks with an amused smile. Kathleen licks her lips and looks to the Latina.

'' exemption from him, darling. ``

Kathleen says softly and transfuse Santana 's cheek. Santana looks at Kathleen curiously.

'' He ... to you ? ``

Santana asks and Kathleen quiver as a cold muster race over them. Kathleen drops her hand from Santana and reaches down to grab the covers they had kicked to the end of the bed. After covering them Kathleen sighs.

'' When I first joined him he hit on me and like the uninitiate person I was, I thought he actually liked me. He did n't. He used me for sex and even after I told him I did n't desire sex anymore he still forced it on me. ``

Kathleen finishes and looks into Santana 's incredulous eyes. Santana shakes her head.

'' You were having sex with him while I was there ? ``

Santana asks. Kathleen gives her a small smile.

'' I told him that I did n't require sex anymore because of you being there- being with you. I did n't want him. ``

Kathleen runs her palm tree up and down Santana 's arm. Santana reaches up and pulling Kathleen into a kiss.

'' You should have told me. ``

Santana says to her, scooting her body closer to Kathleen 's. Kathleen shakes her head, her hand running up and down Santana 's spine.

'' I could n't darling. He would have killed me. He probably would have used you to do it. ``

Kathleen answers as her pollex pulls down Santana 's pouty bottom lip. Kathleen ca n't help but run into the few inches separating them and take Santana 's lip into her mouthpiece. Santana moans before pulling back just enough to speak.

'' You 're not sleeping with me to extend your time to get the money then ? ''

Kathleen hesitates.

'' If I were ? ``

Santana scoffs and gets out of bed.

'' I ca n't believe I thought you genuinely liked me. ``

Santana mumbles and take hold of her underwear. Kathleen sits up in bed.

'' I do Santana. I like you. ``

Santana looks at Kathleen as she puts on her underwear.

'' You are just like him Kathleen. ``

Santana says with venom. Kathleen clenched her jaw and gets out of the bed with sheets wrapped around her.

'' I am nothing like him ! If I did a dear job on a mission he would have intercourse me and expect me to beg or actually like it- I never did ! ``

Kathleen shout in defense. Santana laughs and wrench on her dress.

'' You fuck me, do n't you ? You fuck me to widen the amount of time on your fucking drop date- Kathleen, there 's no deviation ! ``

Santana shout and suddenly Kathleen is on her in a second. Kathleen pins Santana 's hands to the rampart and the tack drops from her body. Santana glares at the blonde who glares back. They silently challenge each other, daring the former to seduce a move- to do anything. Kathleen pants softly and releases Santana 's wrists.

'' I 'm a con woman, you should have expected zippo more darling. ``

Kathleen tells her and turns to get dressed as well. Santana zips her dress.

'' I do n't. ``

Santana hisses. Kathleen does n't respond and Santana grabs the hotel key card from the nightstand.

'' Four spare hours. That 's all I can get for you so use it wisely. ``

Santana says and walks out the door. Kathleen looks after her, desperately wanting to stop the new woman and tell her that she wanted her, needed her. She wants to tell Santana that she did n't entail anything she said just then. But she ca n't, it 's too serious for her and she is so young, she should n't even be in this business. Kathleen frock and walks out of the way with weight on her articulatio humeri but a determination to get the money.

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'' Do you have the money ? ``

Santana asks as she comes into panorama of the blonde. Kathleen buries her smell and grabs her earphone. She pulls up the savings bank transaction and shows it to Santana.

'' All 50k is in the benefactor 's account now. ``

Kathleen tells Santana. Santana grabs the headphone to study the screen closer and her digit brush Kathleen 's. Santana glimpse at Kathleen and sees the unmistakable look of desire flash across her features. Kathleen clears her throat and leans against the door. Santana checks the transaction one final stage time before handing the phone back.

'' Okay. Until next time I suppose. ``

Santana says as Kathleen takes the sound and puts it in her air hole. Santana starts to call on away when she feels no other than Kathleen 's easy hand on her arm.

'' Do you have to leave so quickly ? ``

Kathleen asks and Santana looks over her shoulder joint, Kathleen 's handwriting dropping from the Latina.

'' Do you bear money due that I do n't have a go at it about ? ``

Santana asks tensely. Kathleen tries to see her anger.

'' Santana, just come inside. ``

Kathleen all but asks the untried womanhood. Santana sets her own jaw and finally turns to look Kathleen.

'' You 're not in mission of me Kathleen. ``

Santana growls and Kathleen tilts her head to the side.

'' No, the helper is. ``

Kathleen growls back. Santana moves quickly, her rage overcoming her. Santana turns and slam Kathleen into the threshold with her manpower pinned next to her head. Kathleen gasps and looks at Santana in surprise.

'' I work for him because I have too ! I hate it but I learned to love it because if I do n't then I get me, my mother and my sister killed because I needed to smuggle them into the United States away from my abusive father. The but matter I liked about when I started working for him was you ! ``

Santana screams in frustration. Kathleen gulps and stares into Santana 's eyes. Santana loosens her suitcase and turns away. She puts her mitt on her pelvic girdle and bites her lip. Kathleen shuts the doorway and walks over to Santana. She slides her hands onto Santana 's pelvis from behind her.

'' When I was seventeen I ran away because every day my parents would come home and beat me. The benefactor saved me from the streets when I was attempting to earn a livelihood by conning people. I am grateful for that but everything after ... I will never forgive him ... I am sorry you had to go to these mensuration to relieve your kinfolk. ``

Kathleen whispers to Santana with her mentum on her shoulder. Santana turns her head slightly to Kathleen.

'' I 'm sorry about your family also. ``

Santana whispers back. Kathleen steps back from Santana and walks around her.

'' Would you like a drink ? I think we both could use one. ``

Kathleen asks and walkway over to the bar inside her hotel room.

'' Yes, that would be bang-up. ``

Santana answers and relocation to sit on the couch. Kathleen pours them two glasses of whisky and walks over to hand Santana one before sitting on the couch. Kathleen mirrors Santana 's position of crossing her legs and sipping from her drink.

'' So, you were living on the streets so young. How did you get money by conning people ? ``

Santana asks curiously and moves her arm onto the top of the couch. Kathleen bites her lip softly.

'' I had multiple stories. My parents died, they kicked me out, I was lost. thing like that. It always got me a few buck, sometimes more. Enough to live on until I got a job then moved to a different position. Can we utter about something else ? ``

Kathleen asks and takes another drink. Santana nods her head.

'' Yes, sorry. What would you like to verbalize about ? ``

Kathleen watches Santana carefully before bringing up the subject she has wanted to talk about, curiosity getting the best of her.

'' I want to peach about you. ``

Santana raises an eyebrow.

'' Me ? ``

Kathleen gives her a small smile.

'' Yes, you. I want to eff if you sleep with anyone else, besides me of track. ``

Kathleen asks with a smirk. Santana smirks and sets down her polish off glass.

'' Why would you need to experience that ? ``

Santana drawls, her smirk only growing fully grown.

'' Because I 'm rummy. ``

Kathleen answers with her optic narrowing at the Latina.

'' wonder killed the cat, Kathleen. ``

Santana husks and drifts her spit across the wind of her teeth. Kathleen watches the pink muscles until it disappears past the brunet 's plump lips.

'' I 'm willing to take the risk. ``

Kathleen says back and leans forward to place her potable on the mesa, showing her cleavage in the low buttoned blouse purposely. Santana watches the womanhood 's cleavage helplessly until she is sitting back again. Kathleen smirks and Santana folds her hands on her lap.

'' Alright. Yes, I sleep with mass other than you. ``

green-eyed monster flares in Kathleen 's chest but she is careful not to show it to the beautiful woman across from her. Kathleen nods her head and smiles.

'' Wonderful. ``

Santana returns the grin and decides to take on with the con artist.

'' Very howling. ``

Santana stalk and licks her lips. Kathleen narrows her eyes and snaffle her Methedrine and Santana 's from the table.

'' Another ? ``

Kathleen asks as she stands up and walk of life to the bar. Santana stands up and walks behind her. Kathleen pours them both another drink, not waiting for Santana 's answer. Santana chuckles lowly as she comes to abide behind Kathleen.

'' You 're not overjealous are you ? ``

Santana rustling into Kathleen 's ear as she presses forward, effectively pinning Kathleen into the bar. Kathleen scoff and land one methamphetamine hydrochloride of the whiskey, relishing in the familiar burning in her throat.

'' You could n't make me covetous if you tried darling. ``

Kathleen lies. Santana smile and encounter Kathleen 's hair to her antonym berm before pressing a kiss to the blonde 's neck.

'' Not even if I told you that having another charwoman 's mouth on my button makes me cum just as firmly as yours does- if not harder ? ``

Santana whispers her lie. No one has ever made her cum as hard as Kathleen has but god was it fun making the woman green-eyed. Kathleen smirks and scoffs.

'' Highly unlikely. ``

Santana moves her kisses to Kathleen 's shoulder when she pulls the blonde 's blouse to the side of meat.

'' I do n't live Kathleen ... ''

Santana rustle directly into Kathleen 's ear, involuntarily making Kathleen shiver.

'' She made me break the headboard. ``

Santana lies again. This clock time, Kathleen growls and twirl in the small blank Santana had created. Santana raises a challenging supercilium and places her hired man on the bar on either side of Kathleen 's physical structure. Kathleen reaches forward and transfuse Santana 's cheeks in her palms.

'' I suppose I should beat that, should n't I ? ``

Kathleen husks and crushed their rim together. Santana moans and drops her manpower to Kathleen 's articulatio coxae, pulling her forward so they are pressed against each other. Kathleen moans back and pushes off the bar and over to the couch. Santana gasps when she is pushed back onto the plush couch. Kathleen unbuttons and jerks her jean and thong down her legs. Santana takes off her top as Kathleen does the same. Kathleen moves right in between Santana 's leg and grips her thigh. Santana gasps as Kathleen 's lip circle her clit and sucks. Kathleen moans and digs her nails into Santana 's coxa as she sucks harder. Santana moans and reaches above her to transfix the armrest only to neglect it and hit the lamp on the in-table next to the couch. The lamp crashes to the floor in broken porcelain musical composition as Santana moans out again. Kathleen groans and drag Santana deeper into her mouth. Santana 's men finally find the armrest and grips it tightly, her hips jerking against Kathleen 's mouth.

'' Fuck ! Right there ! Do n't stop- do n't you fucking break off ! ``

Santana thigh-slapper and wraps one leg around Kathleen 's head, pulling her tighter against her puss. Her other leg moves off the couch and thrust against the coffee bean table. Another smashing of porcelain phone through the way but neither horny participant stops to see what vase it was. Kathleen moan as Santana 's pointy blackguard lodgings into her spine. The blond manages to lift herself up onto her unexpended elbow and slide her good mitt underneath her chin and pushes two fingers inside Santana 's slit.

'' Ah ! Oh, Dios ! Yes ! No se detenga ! Kathl-Fuck ! ``

Santana screams and arches her back. Kathleen moan deeply, thrusting as hard and as fast as she can into Santana 's sweet puss. Hearing the Latina speak Spanish was not a showtime but it was a first while having sex. Santana tenses as the most potent orgasm of her life history rush over her. Kathleen continues to nurse her and sleep together her until the Latina is thrown into her irregular coming, her muscles gripping Kathleen 's fingerbreadth tightly. Santana ca n't even scream let alone speak anymore. Her mind was completely blown that Kathleen could charge her into this kind of blissful obliviousness. Kathleen finally relents and pulls her mouthpiece away from Santana 's clit. Santana gasp desperately for breath and releases the armrest and the blond 's point from her death suitcase. Kathleen gently pulls her fingers out of Santana and kisses her thigh. Kathleen smiles proudly as she moves up Santana 's sweat slicked body and softly kisses her bureau. Kathleen glanced around to view the damage Santana has caused. One crushed vase from the in-table, one broken vase from the chocolate table, and one ripped rug that lies beneath the burnt umber table. victory, Kathleen thinks with a smirk.

'' well, darling I think two confused vases, a ripped carpet, and you speaking sexy Spanish put option me in the lead. Do n't you ? ``

Kathleen asks a stun Santana. The Latina finally opens her eyes and looks at what she 's done.

'' Fuck. Kathleen, I did n't think of to break- ''

Kathleen interrupts her with a smirk.

'' Do n't occupy about it. I 'll get it covered. ``

Santana smiling and relaxes back against the couch.

'' That was amazing Kathleen. You win. ``

Santana breathes out. Kathleen leans down and kisses her neck.

'' How about we move to the bed and celebrate my victory ? ``

Kathleen asks, the throb between her legs is driving her weirdo with desire. Santana moans softly as Kathleen finds her soft slur and sucks gently at the supply ship skin. Santana reaches behind Kathleen and unsnaps her bra.

'' It would only be powerful to observe. ``

Santana teases with a smirk as she strips Kathleen of her bra. Kathleen pulls away with her own smirk and gets off the couch. Kathleen leads the way to the bedroom until Santana suddenly presses her into the wall. Kathleen gasps as Santana 's soundbox presses her harder into the wall.

'' This is taking too long. ``

Santana growls and reaches around Kathleen and unbuttons her tight leather pants. Watching Kathleen 's ass in these pants had been too much to handle. Santana jerks down the knickers, not even bothering to lead them off the blonde 's ankle before standing back up and moving her manus in between Kathleen 's stage. Kathleen pant and presses back into Santana. Santana smiles and kisses Kathleen 's neck.

'' You want this ? Huh ? Do you need my fingerbreadth ? ``

Santana asks with a husky step in her voice. Kathleen moan and reaches her hand behind her and snap Santana 's hips.

'' nookie me. ``

Kathleen growls and grinds into Santana 's front line. Santana moans and concedes, pushing two digit into the blond. Kathleen moans loudly, almost desperately for me.

'' ass me ! Yes, right there Santana. ``

Kathleen groans and digs her digit into Santana 's hips. Santana moan and uses her innocent manus to grab one of Kathleen 's helping hand and slams it to the bulwark above her chief. Santana nibbles at Kathleen 's neck as she thrusts as concentrated and as fast as she can with her thenar pressed to Kathleen 's budding clit. Kathleen feels her orgasm go about quickly and rests her head back on Santana 's shoulder.

'' God damn it, Santana. pretend me cum- fucking make me cum. ''

Kathleen growls, her hips desperately meeting Santana 's jab. Santana groan and presses her sassing next to Kathleen 's ear.

'' I can feel you tightening around my fingers. You 're so fucking tight. Cum Kath, cum on my fingers. ``

Santana voicelessness huskily into Kathleen 's ear. Kathleen gasps softly and is sent into her orgasm. She trembles and moan as Santana brings her down gently with diffuse kisses to her neck and shoulder. Kathleen eventually sags against the wall in exhaustion and Santana pulls her workforce away. Kathleen gulps and dance step out of her pants that had still been around her articulatio talocruralis to debar tripping. She turns around and leans against the wall to see at Santana.

'' I 'm yarn-dye, Santana. That may have been anyone 's quickest time of making me cum. ``

Kathleen says slightly breathy. Santana smirks.

'' Good to have it off I 'm better than everyone. ``

Kathleen narrows her eyes at the Latina.

'' I do not sleep with EVERYONE. ``

Santana continues to smirk and Kathleen pushes her shoulder playfully.

'' Do n't be an ass, Santana. ``

Kathleen grunts and walks by Santana into the hotel bedroom. Santana follows with a chuckle.

'' Can I consider a rain shower before I go ? ``

Santana asks as she comes up behind Kathleen who is looking through her drawers for something to wear. Kathleen smiles as Santana leaves a mild kiss on her neck opening.

'' I suppose- but do n't you presume use all the hot weewee. ``

Kathleen says and Santana smiles.

'' You could always join me. We would be saving this gorgeous hotel lots of piss. ``

Santana bites Kathleen 's ear lobe, making the blonde in front of her moan softly.

'' We tried that once, remember ? The weewee turned insensate and you could n't cum you were shivering so much. ``

Santana chuckles at the memory board and wraps her arms around Kathleen 's middle.

'' Then you carried me out of the shower bath with the piddle still running, you were so frustrated you could n't make me cum. ``

Santana moves her hands up and cupful Kathleen 's breasts. Kathleen suddenly turns around with a stack of dress in her hands.

'' Very foiled. So I will not be joining you in the shower. Do enjoy yourself though darling. ``

Kathleen twinkling and walk away from Santana 's embrace. Santana pouts and walkway to the can as Kathleen starts to dress again.

'' Suit yourself ... darling. ``

Santana responds mockingly before stepping into the exhibitioner and starting the pee. Kathleen rolls her optic at the younger char 's jab at her eloquence. Kathleen gets dressed in her pajamas and walks out to the desk she had requested for her way. Kathleen opens her laptop and checks her messages. Nothing new from the helper. The Hotel room door opens with a beep from the key notice scanner. Kathleen stands up when she see James, her con partner. He was a marvellous man in his of late thirties with a mania for cons. Blonde hair, disconsolate heart, fit body, every woman 's dream. He came in handy when the madam the con was on is n't a gentlewoman lover. James smiles and closes the door just as the shower shuts off.

'' Hey, Kathleen. I just got us 50 thousand dollar in our bank. We have to vanish right away after we transfer the money to the benefactor. ``

James IV rambles in his British idiom as he walks towards the bedroom.

'' Jesse James, wait- ''

Kathleen tries to stop him from going into the room but fails as Santana walks out with a towel around her soundbox. St. James the Apostle jumps back when suddenly Santana has a gun pointed at his face. Where did she get a gun ?

'' What the Hades Kathleen ? ``

Santana growling and moves the barrel of the gun finisher to James 's nerve. King James gives Kathleen a confutable look.

'' Hey Kathleen, how about you tell your friend here to get her gun out of my face, huh ? ``

James asks calmly. Kathleen gives him an apologetic look before looking back to a infuriated Santana.

'' Santana he 's just my mate. He 's a con artist. ``

Santana sighs angrily and lowers her gun. Kathleen ca n't assist but notice how hot the Latina is when she is angry.

'' Dios mío Kathleen ! ¿Por qué no me lo dijiste ! Podría haberlo matado ! Casi lo hice ! Fucking tell me that kind of shit !'

Santana yells in an all out Spanish indignation. Both Kathleen and James stand shocked at the blowup. Santana groan and pulls up her falling towel to her chest. Kathleen looks at Santana.

'' I do n't bonk what one-half of that meant but I caught the live section and I thought you roll in the hay because the Benefactor knows. I figured he told you, darling. ``

Kathleen tells the simmer down Latina. Santana glances at King James I before holding out her script to him, which he takes.

'' Santana Garcia. Sorry about the gun in your face. ``

St. James the Apostle smirks and looks down her trunk, at which both Santana and Kathleen roll their eyes at.

'' James Novak. Such a pleasure to meet you. ``

Epistle of James puts on his best charming smiling and blink at Santana. Santana yanks her helping hand away from Henry James 's with a grunt of disgust. Kathleen chuckles at the look of surprise on St. James the Apostle face that his charm did n't wreak.

'' Stop being so disgusting King James. She 's as straight as a roundabout. ``

Kathleen says with a smile and James 's smiling only grows.

'' I 'm sure that 's not a problem. ``

This time, Santana laughs and takes a step back to search King James I over, who stands up tall and clit his suit jacket with another charming smile. Santana feigns a attentive expression.

'' Hmm, let 's see ... No mammilla. No ass. No twat. Yes, that is a big problem. ''

Santana says with a satisfied smirk. James huffs at the shoot down and looks back to Kathleen.

'' Back to what I was saying. We need to channel the money to the Benefactor then cart ass out of here. Quick. ``

James says and Kathleen tilts her mind to the side.

'' Well ? ... Go pack our stuff. I 'll reassign the money and social club the aeroplane tickets. ''

James nods his question and pass into the bedroom without another word. Santana sets her gun down.

'' That 's my cue to head out, I assume ? ``

Kathleen moves towards Santana and tuck a objet d'art of wet hair behind her ear.

'' Or you could follow work with us ? You would n't experience to deal with the Benefactor anymore ... and we could have many fun things to do ourselves. ``

Kathleen says seductively. Santana wraps her munition around Kathleen 's waist and narrows her eyes.

'' Would I still be able to pay off my debt to him ? ``

Santana asks as she glances down to Kathleen 's teasing fingers playing with the grayback of the towel between her breasts. Kathleen smiles and steals a spry kiss.

'' Yes, of course, darling. ``

Santana moves one bridge player up to cup the blond 's cheek.

'' I ... I will think about it and let the cat out of the bag to you the succeeding time we meet. ``

Santana solution and pulls a smiling Kathleen down into a kiss. Kathleen moans softly and wrench at the knot of the towel until it drops to the floor. Before Santana can push her away Kathleen cups one breast and squeezes roughly, making the Latina groan deeply.

'' Deal. ``

Kathleen husk against Santana 's back talk. Santana smiling and get-up-and-go Kathleen away before picking up her towel and wrapping it around her again. Santana gets dressed quickly before Jesse James can come out again, feeling Kathleen 's centre on her the whole sentence. Santana grabs her gun and walks to the door with Kathleen following behind her. Santana measure outside the hotel room and smile at Kathleen.

'' Maybe I 'll get sent to roll up to a greater extent money soon. ``

Santana says with a smile and Kathleen takes her hand and pulls her finisher. Kathleen smiles and brushes Santana 's beautiful disconsolate fuzz away from her heart.

'' Maybe you will. ``

Kathleen agrees then tilt in for a kiss. Santana kisses back, her hand moving to caress the blonde 's neck. A low hum vibrates through Kathleen 's pharynx and she smiles into the kiss. Santana savour at Kathleen 's rear lip playfully before taking that said lip into her back talk. Kathleen moans softly and kisses her hard. Santana moans back and moves her caressing hand to the spinal column of Kathleen 's neck for a secure suitcase, pulling her deeper into the kiss. Kathleen 's mitt move around Santana 's body to grab her firm ass greedily. Santana groan and wraps both blazon around Kathleen 's cervix. A room access sweep shut out in the hallway and the two cleaning lady jump apart. A cleaning lady had shut the door too loud and was now walking down the hallway away from them. Santana turns back to Kathleen, both of them slightly breathless.

'' Or maybe I 'll find you sitting in a bar somewhere. ``

A pocket-sized smiling spreads on Santana 's and Kathleen 's backtalk.

'' Maybe you will. ``

Kathleen repeats with a smirk. Santana smirks and turns, walking down the hallway way swaying her hips because she knows Kathleen is watching. Kathleen smiles and shakes her head when Santana gives her a jiffy over her berm.

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