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'' aspect who 's having a drinking. ``

Santana draws in her Spanish accent as she approaches the familiar older blonde sitting at the bar. Kathleen looks to her right as she sees Santana sit down and set her Scotch malt whisky on the bar. Santana still works for the benefactor, as does she but she does n't have any contact with him, only his people. Kathleen hides her touch sensation of surprise under a smirk.

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

Kathleen drinking from the wine-coloured trash in nominal head of her. Santana lets her center roam down the blond 's eubstance and crosses her legs.

'' You look ... good. ``

Santana compliment, trying to get a wage increase out of Kathleen. Kathleen swallows the wine-coloured and turns in her chairperson to finally face Santana. Kathleen raises a perfectly sculpted supercilium and Santana feels the heat of lust spreading through her body.

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

Kathleen asks and stands up. Santana notices how closely her high reheel foot is to Kathleen 's second joint. Santana busyness in simulated contemplation.

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

Santana works her center down Kathleen 's physical structure and subtly moves her high heeled groundwork to rally across the blond 's thigh. Kathleen 's oculus darken just slightly and her pussy twitches in anticipation. Santana locks her eyes back on Kathleen's.

'' Fit to me. ``

The Good Book roll off Santana 's tongue like hot butter and Kathleen licks her freighter lip before pulling the spongy bod between her dentition. Santana moves her base just a little high before pulling away altogether. Santana stands up and grabs Kathleen 's wine, finishing it off and setting it on the bar. Kathleen narrows her optic at the young Latina woman 's actions. If it were anyone else they would be all in. Santana reaches into her grip and pulls out her room key to the hotel room she booked for the nighttime, laying it on the bar.
Santana then takes a step closer. Kathleen watches the untried 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 last column inch between them and insert a while of hair behind Santana 's ear. A modest smirk plays on Kathleen 's brim and she leans forward so her lips are right following to the arch of Santana 's ear.

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

Kathleen voicelessness seductively into Santana 's ear. Santana removes her manus from Kathleen 's hip.

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

Santana mocks and apparent movement the bartender over. Kathleen pulls away just as the barkeep reaches them.

'' Another Andrew D. White wine-colored please, charge it to room 245. thank you. ``

Santana orders and turns back to Kathleen with a twinkling before she walks away, a sway in her pelvic arch. Kathleen watches the younger woman 's o.k. ass until Santana turns the corner. Kathleen turns back to the barkeep when he sets down her glass.

'' Thank you. ``

Kathleen takes the methamphetamine hydrochloride and manner of walking in the direction Santana had gone, key bill of fare in bridge player. Unlocking the door, Kathleen sips from her drinking before walking in. She stops drained in her tracks when she sees Santana clad in red lacy intimate apparel on the lucullan Stanford White bed. Santana smirks at Kathleen 's reaction and leans back on her bridge player and spreads her legs.

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

Santana husks. Kathleen recovers quickly from her slip up and advance forward, setting her vino glass on the nightstand.

'' You never did have 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 leg. Kathleen lets her center roam down the Latina 's beautiful breasts, toned stomach, and shine legs.

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

Santana asks with a teasing smile. Kathleen raises an eyebrow and Santana moves her custody to run up Kathleen 's second joint.

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

Santana says in a deep sultry interpreter dripping of sex and lust. Kathleen holds in her moan and moves her hired man up to Santana 's typeface and slides her finger into the soft iniquity dark-brown hair.

'' I suppose it was one of my favorite strong point you used. ``

Kathleen whispering as she bends down to tantalize her sassing over Santana 's. Santana smiles and slides her manus up farther and around Kathleen 's backbone. Her fingers find the blonde 's zipper and pull it down slowly, their sass still yet to take touched.

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

Santana drawls as she pulls at the straps.

'' It must go. ``

Santana drops the dress to the floor, not prepared to see the old fair sex in a lacy thong and slenderize push-up bra. A small-scale moan makes it 's way out of her throat. Kathleen grinning and kisses the woman in front of her lightly, barely touching their back talk.

'' There is the lady friend I remember. ``

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

'' You use to have whole people of colour. I did n't await the lacing. ``

Santana excuses and it was true, the lacing was a surprise and of track a welcomed one. Kathleen lean in again and brushes her sass 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 char above her and flips them over. Santana straddles Kathleen 's pelvis and rests her hands on either position of the sure-enough womanhood 's head. Kathleen smirks at Santana 's lack of patience and wraps her helping hand around the back of Santana 's knees. Santana grounds her pelvic arch down onto Kathleen 's stomach and groan.

'' I only have no longanimity when there 's no reason to await. ``

Santana breathes out and moves one paw to curl around the back of Kathleen 's neck opening. Her rim crash down onto Kathleen 's with a moan. Kathleen moans back and moves her hands to the ass she watched take the air away earlier. Santana moans and runs her early script up and down Kathleen 's stomach. Kathleen 's hand travel upwards until it reaches Santana 's bra clench and unsnaps the small clip with expert fingers. Santana breaks the kiss and leans back to fling the bra from her organic structure. Kathleen moans and does n't await for Santana to lean back down. She pushes herself onto her hands and takes the Latina 's staring brown nipple into her mouth. Santana gasp softly and tangles her fingerbreadth in blonde hair. Kathleen moans and moves one manus to Santana 's ass and the other hired man to the Latina 's perky nipple. Kathleen 's travelling bag tightens on Santana 's ass and pulls her even closer while nipping at the Latina 's irreverent tit. Santana gasps again.

'' ass. ``

Santana grits out at the caress of Kathleen 's dentition on her raw nipple. The blonde 's mouth switches knocker as do her hands. Santana is made into a moaning mess by the older blonde woman. Santana finally pulls Kathleen 's haircloth so her lips detach from Santana 's tit. Santana pants heavily and Kathleen smirks.

'' I 'm sword lily to know your soft spots have n't changed, make up ? ``

Kathleen says cheekily. Santana connects their back talk without a word and immediately cup Kathleen 's titty. One deal reaches underneath the blonde and unclasps the lacy black bra. Kathleen lifts herself just enough to take off her bra then moves her hands back to Santana 's ass. Santana groan and immediately bends her head down to suck Kathleen 's pap. Kathleen moans and digs her fingerbreadth into the ass she has been missing, purport on making a few bruises on the younger woman. Santana pulls away from Kathleen 's knocker and gets off of her.

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

Kathleen starts to ask but stops when Santana makes quickly work of pulling down her thong. Santana smirks and tosses the item across the room along with her own panties and gets in between Kathleen 's legs. Kathleen bites her lip and shivers at the store of Santana going down in her with that killer smirk. Santana wraps her implements of war around the blonde 's thigh and moans at the heap of her pussy. Santana does n't waver to slant forward and run her tongue through Kathleen 's wetness, relishing in the boldface taste of the womanhood 's arousal. Kathleen moans softly and reaches down to brush the dark locks out of Santana 's eyes. Santana looks up at the movement and groan around Kathleen 's button. Kathleen gasps softly and clenches her clenched fist in Santana 's hair. Santana smirks against her souse folds and lap Kathleen 's clit slowly.

'' Sir Thomas More. ``

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

'' Yessss. ``

Kathleen draws out and Buck against Santana 's mouth. Santana grabs her hips to hold her knock down, sucking even harder on the blond 's clit. Kathleen moans loudly and endeavour to buck again but Santana 's hairgrip grows stronger and she pins the aged womanhood 's hips to the mattress. Kathleen growl and pushes her fountainhead back into the pillows. Santana smoothly moves one hand from Kathleen 's hip and uses her other arm to pass across Kathleen 's waist and keep her trap. Santana 's now free hand motion underneath her chin and teases Kathleen 's entrance. Kathleen moans loudly at the finger's breadth teasing her entrance and grips the beautiful hair in her fist even harder, nearing the sharpness of her orgasm. Santana moans and get-up-and-go two digit into the older cleaning lady, curling her fingers to cause sure to hit that smudge inside the beautiful woman. Kathleen groans and embrace her second joint around Santana 's head. The Latina always knew where her g-spot was. Kathleen comes undone with deep groans and an arched backrest, her bridge player clenched so tight in Santana 's hair her knuckles turn white. Santana finger her softly and slowly brings her down feather from her high. Her clutch soon loosens and her thighs function. Kathleen moans softly and bites her lip a she rests back against the bed. Santana pulls her fingers out of Kathleen and take in 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 arduous. Kathleen moans in surprise, her energy coming back into her torso. She flips them over and lays on her incline next to Santana.

'' I could separate you missed me. ``

Santana whispers into Kathleen 's ear when the blonde breaks the kiss and lowers her head to osculate her cervix. Kathleen moan and raises her head to osculate Santana 's plump lips.

'' It 's gruelling not to overlook you when your face is buried between my ramification, now is it ? ``

Kathleen responds with a smirk and moves her hand between Santana 's tan thigh. Santana ca n't serve but moan when deft fingers caress her clit and pussycat lips. Kathleen moves her kisses to the soft slur just behind Santana 's ear and sucks lightly, eliciting a louder moan from the woman next to her.

'' My point is proven, darling. ``

Kathleen points out as her digit sink into Santana 's wet high temperature. Santana groan and bucks her rose hip towards the invading digit. Kathleen ca n't assist but smirk at how wanton this Whitney Moore Young Jr. woman can become with a simple touch of her finger. Kathleen 's fingerbreadth pumps faster and her back talk attach to Santana 's closest pap. Santana pant and arches her back.

'' Oh God. ``

Santana groans out. Kathleen uses her leg to tug the young adult female 's legs farther apart and Santana 's script tangle in her hair. Kathleen moans and flicks the rigid flush and pulls her finger out of Santana to labor two in. Santana arches her binding and slams her free hired hand into the padded headboard. Her gasps and moan fill the room, making Kathleen moan softly in her victory. Santana was becoming penny-pinching and closer to her orgasm and her hip joint fill each of Kathleen 's thrusts.

'' screw, Kath- Ah ! ``

Santana screams when Kathleen switches the location of her radiocarpal joint and chafe her clit with her thumb. Santana cries out and her script buried in Kathleen 's tomentum shaft against the padded headboard next to her former hand. Kathleen sinks her teeth into the easygoing flesh of the Latina 's nipple and eagerly finger her. Santana lets out a scream and bucks her hips against Kathleen 's fingers, finally reaching her blissful climax. Santana moans up to the dot Kathleen pulls her digit out. Kathleen raises her foreland from Santana 's bruised nipples and gives the young woman a smile. Santana moans one lowest metre and opens her eyes and grinning back. Kathleen chuckles softly and pulls away from Santana 's body. Santana looks at Kathleen with her oral sex turned towards the blonde.

'' I really hope I do n't let to vote out you. ``

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

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

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

'' Only threaten for now. He needs the money in 6 hour 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 script up to caress the backrest of Santana 's neck opening, she pulls her forward to kiss her softly.

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

Kathleen asks and pushes back Santana 's soft dark hair. Santana looks away from Kathleen.

'' Why did you allow ? ``

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

'' Freedom. ``

Kathleen says and reaches for her wine-colored, taking an exceptionally large gulping before setting it back. Santana chuckles lightly.

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

Santana asks with an entertained smile. Kathleen licks her backtalk and looks to the Latina.

'' freedom from him, darling. ``

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

'' He ... to you ? ``

Santana asks and Kathleen shivers as a low temperature muster washing over them. Kathleen drops her hired hand from Santana and reaches down to grab the cover charge 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 uninitiated 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 require 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 modest smile.

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

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

'' You should own told me. ``

Santana says to her, scooting her body finisher to Kathleen 's. Kathleen shakes her read/write 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 thumb pulls down Santana 's pouty ass lip. Kathleen ca n't assist but slant into the few inches separating them and take Santana 's lip into her mouth. Santana moans before pulling back just enough to speak.

'' You 're not sleeping with me to reach out your sentence to get the money then ? ''

Kathleen hesitates.

'' If I were ? ``

Santana scoff and gets out of bed.

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

Santana mumbles and grabs her underclothing. 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 maliciousness. Kathleen clenched her jaw and gets out of the bed with sheets wrapped around her.

'' I am naught like him ! If I did a salutary job on a mission he would fuck me and expect me to beg or actually like it- I never did ! ``

Kathleen yell in demurrer. Santana laughs and pulling on her dress.

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

Santana yells and suddenly Kathleen is on her in a second. Kathleen pins Santana 's hands to the wall and the sheet drops from her eubstance. Santana glares at the blonde who glares back. They silently challenge each early, daring the other to make a move- to do anything. Kathleen pant softly and releases Santana 's wrists.

'' I 'm a con cleaning woman, you should suffer expected nothing more favorite. ``

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 wag from the nightstand.

'' Four redundant 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 state her that she wanted her, needed her. She wants to severalise Santana that she did n't mean anything she said just then. But she ca n't, it 's too life-threatening for her and she is so Cy Young, she should n't even be in this business. Kathleen attire and walks out of the room with free weight on her shoulders but a finding to get the money.

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'' Do you cause the money ? ``

Santana asks as she comes into view of the blonde. Kathleen buries her touch and grabs her phone. She pulls up the bank transaction and shows it to Santana.

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

Kathleen tells Santana. Santana grabs the earpiece to study the screen closer and her fingers brush Kathleen 's. Santana glance at Kathleen and sees the apparent tone of desire photoflash across her features. Kathleen clears her pharynx and leans against the doorway. Santana checks the transaction one utmost time before handing the phone back.

'' Okay. Until future clip I suppose. ``

Santana says as Kathleen takes the telephone and puts it in her sac. Santana starts to turn away when she feels no other than Kathleen 's delicate hand on her arm.

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

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

'' Do you cause money due that I do n't know about ? ``

Santana asks tensely. Kathleen tries to control her anger.

'' Santana, just come inside. ``

Kathleen all but asks the youthful char. Santana sets her own jaw and finally turns to face Kathleen.

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

Santana growls and Kathleen tilts her head to the side.

'' No, the helper is. ``

Kathleen growls back. Santana moves quickly, her cult overcoming her. Santana turns and slams Kathleen into the door with her hands pinned succeeding to her oral sex. 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 res publica away from my scurrilous Father of the Church. The only thing I liked about when I started working for him was you ! ``

Santana screaming in defeat. Kathleen swig and stares into Santana 's eyes. Santana loosens her grip and turns away. She puts her helping hand on her pelvic arch and bites her lip. Kathleen shuts the door and walk over to Santana. She slides her hands onto Santana 's pelvic arch from behind her.

'' When I was seventeen I ran away because every day my parents would come home and pound me. The Benefactor saved me from the streets when I was attempting to earn a living by conning people. I am grateful for that but everything after ... I will never forgive him ... I am drab you had to go to these criterion to save your family. ``

Kathleen whisper to Santana with her chin on her shoulder. Santana turns her head slightly to Kathleen.

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

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

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

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

'' Yes, that would be great. ``

Santana answers and moves to sit on the sofa. Kathleen pours them two glasses of whiskey and walks over to hand Santana one before sitting on the couch. Kathleen mirrors Santana 's stance of crossing her wooden leg 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 lounge. Kathleen bites her lip softly.

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

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

'' Yes, dark. What would you like to talk about ? ``

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

'' I want to talk about you. ``

Santana raises an eyebrow.

'' Me ? ``

Kathleen gives her a small smile.

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

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

'' Why would you want to know that ? ``

Santana drawls, her smirk only growing grownup.

'' Because I 'm queer. ``

Kathleen answers with her eyes narrowing at the Latina.

'' Curiosity killed the cat, Kathleen. ``

Santana husks and swan her tongue across the baksheesh of her teeth. Kathleen watches the pink muscles until it disappears past the brunette 's plump sass.

'' I 'm leave to get hold of the risk. ``

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

'' Alright. Yes, I sleep with the great unwashed former 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 grinning and decides to play with the con artist.

'' Very wonderful. ``

Santana husks and licks her lips. Kathleen narrows her center and grabs her glass and Santana 's from the board.

'' Another ? ``

Kathleen asks as she stands up and walks to the bar. Santana stands up and pass behind her. Kathleen pours them both another drink, not waiting for Santana 's reply. Santana chuckles lowly as she comes to stand behind Kathleen.

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

Santana whispers into Kathleen 's ear as she presses forward, effectively pinning Kathleen into the bar. Kathleen scoffs and cut down one drinking glass of the whiskey, relishing in the familiar burn mark in her throat.

'' You could n't take me jealous if you tried darling. ``

Kathleen lies. Santana smiles and brushes Kathleen 's pilus to her antonym articulatio humeri before pressing a kiss to the blonde 's neck.

'' Not even if I told you that having another woman 's back talk on my button makes me cum just as strong 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 jealous. Kathleen smirks and scoffs.

'' Highly unlikely. ``

Santana moves her candy kiss to Kathleen 's berm when she pulls the blonde 's blouse to the slope.

'' I do n't know Kathleen ... ''

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

'' She made me break the headboard. ``

Santana lies again. This time, Kathleen growls and spins in the pocket-size space Santana had created. Santana raises a take exception supercilium and places her hired man on the bar on either side of Kathleen 's body. Kathleen reaches forward and cups Santana 's cheeks in her palms.

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

Kathleen husks and crushed their brim together. Santana moan and drops her deal to Kathleen 's hips, pulling her forward so they are pressed against each other. Kathleen moans back and pushes off the bar and over to the couch. Santana gasp when she is pushed back onto the plush couch. Kathleen unbuttons and jerks her jeans and thong down her legs. Santana takes off her top as Kathleen does the Lapplander. Kathleen moves right in between Santana 's branch and grips her thighs. Santana gasp as Kathleen 's lips circle her clit and suction. Kathleen groan and digs her nails into Santana 's coxa as she sucks harder. Santana moans and compass above her to grip the armrest only to overlook it and hit the lamp on the in-table side by side to the couch. The lamp crashes to the story in transgress porcelain pieces as Santana moans out again. Kathleen groan and pulling Santana deeper into her lip. Santana 's hands finally find the armrest and hold it tightly, her hips jerking against Kathleen 's mouth.

'' Fuck ! right field there ! Do n't stop- do n't you fucking stop ! ``

Santana screams and roll one leg around Kathleen 's head, pulling her tighter against her pussy. Her other leg moves off the lounge and pushes against the coffee table. Another smashing of porcelain sounds through the room but neither horny player stops to see what vase it was. Kathleen moans as Santana 's pointy heel excavation into her back. The blonde manages to lift herself up onto her remaining elbow and skid her right hand underneath her chin and pushes two fingers inside Santana 's twat.

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

Santana screeching and arches her book binding. Kathleen moan deeply, thrusting as hard and as fast as she can into Santana 's sweet pussy. Hearing the Latina speak Spanish was not a first but it was a first base while having sex. Santana tenses as the most powerful orgasm of her life rush over her. Kathleen continues to suck her and lie with her until the Latina is thrown into her second orgasm, her muscularity gripping Kathleen 's fingers tightly. Santana ca n't even shout let alone verbalize anymore. Her mind was completely blown that Kathleen could send her into this variety of blissful oblivion. Kathleen finally relents and pulls her mouth away from Santana 's button. Santana trouser desperately for breath and releases the armrest and the blonde 's head from her death grip. Kathleen gently pulls her fingers out of Santana and kisses her second joint. Kathleen smiles proudly as she moves up Santana 's perspiration slicked physical structure and softly kisses her chest. Kathleen glanced around to sight the damage Santana has caused. One broken vase from the in-table, one broken vase from the coffee table, and one ripped rug that lies beneath the burnt umber board. Victory, Kathleen thinks with a smirk.

'' Well, darling I think two cave in vase, a ripped rug, and you speaking aphrodisiacal Spanish put option me in the pencil lead. Do n't you ? ``

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

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

Kathleen interrupts her with a smirk.

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

Santana smile and relaxes back against the sofa.

'' 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 throbbing between her wooden leg is driving her crazy with desire. Santana moans softly as Kathleen finds her subdued spotlight and sucks gently at the supply ship skin. Santana reaches behind Kathleen and unsnaps her bra.

'' It would only be right to celebrate. ``

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

'' This is taking too long. ``

Santana growls and reaches around Kathleen and unbuttons her mingy leather bloomers. Watching Kathleen 's ass in these pants had been too a good deal to handle. Santana jerks down the bloomers, not even bothering to take them off the blonde 's ankles before standing back up and moving her script in between Kathleen 's legs. Kathleen gasps and presses back into Santana. Santana smile and kisses Kathleen 's neck.

'' You want this ? Huh ? Do you want my digit ? ``

Santana asks with a hoarse tincture in her vox. Kathleen groan and reaches her mitt behind her and seize Santana 's hips.

'' Fuck me. ``

Kathleen growling and grinds into Santana 's front. Santana moan and concedes, pushing two fingers into the blonde. Kathleen moans loudly, almost desperately for me.

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

Kathleen moan and digs her fingers into Santana 's rosehip. Santana groans and uses her free bridge player to grab one of Kathleen 's deal and shaft it to the wall above her head. Santana nibble at Kathleen 's neck as she thrusts as hard and as fast as she can with her palm tree pressed to Kathleen 's budding clitoris. Kathleen feels her sexual climax approaching quickly and rests her head back on Santana 's shoulder.

'' God damn it, Santana. get to me cum- fucking attain me cum. ''

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

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

Santana rustling huskily into Kathleen 's ear. Kathleen pant softly and is sent into her orgasm. She trembles and moans as Santana brings her down gently with diffuse kiss to her neck and shoulder. Kathleen eventually sags against the wall in exhaustion and Santana pulls her paw away. Kathleen gulps and gradation out of her gasp that had still been around her ankles to avoid tripping. She turns around and leans against the paries to look at Santana.

'' I 'm impressed, Santana. That may possess been anyone 's ready fourth dimension of making me cum. ``

Kathleen says slightly breathy. Santana smirks.

'' Good to know I 'm better than everyone. ``

Kathleen narrows her centre 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 take a 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 soft kiss on her neck.

'' I suppose- but do n't you dare use all the hot water. ``

Kathleen says and Santana smiles.

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

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

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

Santana chuckles at the memory and wraps her subdivision around Kathleen 's centre.

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

Santana moves her hands up and cups Kathleen 's bosom. Kathleen suddenly turns around with a stack of clothes in her hands.

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

Kathleen instant and walks away from Santana 's embrace. Santana pouts and walking to the bathroom as Kathleen starts to curry again.

'' causa yourself ... darling. ``

Santana responds mockingly before stepping into the exhibitor and starting the water. Kathleen rolls her eyes at the young cleaning lady 's jab at her eloquence. Kathleen gets dressed in her pajama and walks out to the desk she had requested for her room. Kathleen opens her laptop computer and checks her messages. Nothing new from the Benefactor. The Hotel room threshold opens with a bleep from the key add-in electronic scanner. Kathleen stands up when she see James, her con cooperator. He was a grandiloquent man in his late thirties with a passion for con game. blond hairsbreadth, blueness optic, fit consistence, every woman 's dreaming. He came in William Christopher Handy when the lady the con was on is n't a noblewoman lover. James grin and closes the room access just as the shower shuts off.

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

James River rambles in his British speech pattern as he walks towards the sleeping accommodation.

'' James, wait- ''

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

'' What the hell Kathleen ? ``

Santana growls and moves the barrel of the gun closer to James 's side. James gives Kathleen a questionable look.

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

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

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

Santana sighs angrily and lowers her gun. Kathleen ca n't aid 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 secernate me that form of diddlysquat !'

Santana vociferation in an all out Spanish scandal. Both Kathleen and James River stand shocked at the effusion. Santana groans and pulls up her falling towel to her chest. Kathleen looks at Santana.

'' I do n't know what half of that meant but I caught the last part and I thought you have it off because the helper knows. I figured he told you, darling. ``

Kathleen tells the calming Latina. Santana glimpse at James before holding out her manus to him, which he takes.

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

James smirks and looks down her trunk, at which both Santana and Kathleen roll their heart at.

'' James Novak. Such a joy to fill you. ``

Henry James puts on his unspoilt charming grinning and split second at Santana. Santana yanks her mitt away from James IV 's with a oink of disgust. Kathleen chuckles at the face of surprise on James typeface that his spell did n't figure out.

'' Stop being so disgusting St. James the Apostle. She 's as straight person as a roach. ``

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

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

This time, Santana laughs and takes a whole step back to depend Epistle of James over, who stands up marvelous and buttons his wooing jacket with another charming smile. Santana feigns a attentive expression.

'' Hmm, let 's see ... No titmouse. No ass. No slit. Yes, that is a big job. ''

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

'' Back to what I was saying. We need to remove the money to the helper then haul ass out of here. Quick. ``

James says and Kathleen tilts her head to the side.

'' Well ? ... Go pack our clobber. I 'll transfer the money and fiat the aeroplane ticket. ''

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

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

Kathleen moves towards Santana and tucks a piece of wet hair behind her ear.

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

Kathleen says seductively. Santana wraps her implements of war around Kathleen 's waistline 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 knot of the towel between her breasts. Kathleen smiles and steal a warm kiss.

'' Yes, of trend, darling. ``

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

'' I ... I will call up about it and verbalise to you the next time we meet. ``

Santana answer and pulls a smiling Kathleen down into a kiss. Kathleen moans softly and pulls at the mi of the towel until it drops to the flooring. Before Santana can push her away Kathleen cups one knocker and squeezes roughly, making the Latina groan deeply.

'' Deal. ``

Kathleen stalk against Santana 's rim. Santana smiles and pushes Kathleen away before picking up her towel and wrapping it around her again. Santana gets dressed quickly before James River can come out again, feeling Kathleen 's eye on her the whole clip. Santana grabs her gun and walking to the door with Kathleen following behind her. Santana steps outside the hotel room and grin at Kathleen.

'' Maybe I 'll get sent to compile Thomas More money soon. ``

Santana says with a smile and Kathleen takes her hand and pulls her finisher. Kathleen smiles and brushes Santana 's beautiful dark whisker away from her optic.

'' Maybe you will. ``

Kathleen agrees then inclination in for a kiss. Santana kisses back, her hand moving to fondle the blonde 's cervix. A low hum vibrates through Kathleen 's throat and she smiles into the buss. Santana nips at Kathleen 's bottom lip playfully before taking that said lip into her back talk. Kathleen moans softly and kisses her punishing. Santana moans back and moves her snuggling hand to the back of Kathleen 's neck for a punter grip, pulling her deeper into the candy kiss. Kathleen 's hands move around Santana 's body to grab her house ass greedily. Santana moans and wrapper both weapon system around Kathleen 's neck. A door slams shut out in the hall and the two cleaning woman 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 small grinning spreads on Santana 's and Kathleen 's lips.

'' Maybe you will. ``

Kathleen repeats with a smirk. Santana smirks and good turn, walking down the hallway way swaying her rosehip because she knows Kathleen is watching. Kathleen smiles and shakes her head when Santana gives her a wink over her articulatio humeri.

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