Rick Garcia loved his employment. His specialty was doing beautiful bad girls. Doing them permanently. In his own peculiar way. His mark tonight was Rachel Riley ; to many, she was the ultra-glamorous and exceptionally well-endowed, 5'7 ”, 125 lb. air hostess for a UK gameshow and spokesmodel for a Mob-controlled entertainment firm. Not known to the public, who adored her to bits, was that she was an exotic dancer, bikini fashion model, high-class call girl, and kept woman to her Mafia bosses Rebel and Carlo, sweet offspring Rachel was a bounty blonde glamor lady friend, but she was going to die. Her escort avail and erotica website made big bucks, but her ‘ collective ventures'had been financed with money she'd embezzled from the Mob. She also dabbled in the side-business of blackmail and drug dealing. Big mistake. Johnny and Carlo found out. Now Rachel had to pay the ultimate terms. It didn't matter that she was beautiful. greyback and Carlo just wanted her perfectly. They would make an instance of their famous curvy embodied spokesmodel. And it wasn't going to be pretty.

hayrick knew that his sexy target often worked belatedly, and all alone, at her fancy London office, so he set up a individual meeting with the unsuspecting beauty. Rachel, you see, could never resist a grandiloquent, well-built Latino ladies man. She'd met Rick at an upscale dance club the weekend before. It was a setup. He kissed her, touched her, and teased her on the dance level, whispering sexy Word of God in her ear and making sure she felt the rock-solid bulge at the forepart of his fuddled jeans. Rachel was dazzled. She wanted him right then and there, but the handsome torpedo played hard to get, finally agreeing to a Fri Nox assignation at the girl's plush downtown office.

Rachel was the ultimate party girl. A switch-hitting swinger who craved nightly trysts with both men and women. A busty, bisexual, blond, sex nut. A beautiful hustler. A sexy con artist. She worked for the Mob. There were risks, but Rachel believed her chief were fools. She was certain that Johnny and Carlo would never let out the embezzling, the escort inspection and repair, the pornography website, the blackmail schemes, the drug dealing. And even if they did, she'd simply use sex to get herself out of worry. No man in his right mind would want to hurt her over money. sleep together her, yes. Kill her, no way. She was gorgeous, sexy, and oh so trade good in bed. Whenever she had a problem with a guy, a long, obtuse blowjob and some kinky sex always made things right. And the female child, oh how they loved her outstanding physical structure, and the way she used a strapon. Rachel was at the top of her biz. She was young and voluptuous. She was rich and getting richer. The money was rolling in, and zilch was going to finish it.

Drop-dead gorgeous on an norm day, Rachel went all-out for this very special night. She wore a skintight red silk halter top that provocatively displayed her brilliant 34DD braless breasts, and a glossy sinister leather micro-miniskirt that showed off her tight, circle posterior and shapely, acrobatic legs. Silky smooth fishing net stockings, lace-up contraband leather supporter belt, zippered ignominious leather lash, and red patent leather stiletto bounder completed her erotic ensemble. Painted the thoroughgoing shade of moist cherry tree red, her broad, alky lips matched the bright people of color of her tight halter top, marvelous spike cad, and newly polished nails. Rachel was a real, live Barbie doll - beautiful, blond, stacked, and leggy. Her gorgeous 34-22-36 hourglass figure was firm, tight, and 100 % all enhanced. The beautiful bitch never wore a bra. Her impossibly large breasts stood straight out - tall, wide, and proud. Despite her prodigious chest, Rachel was still a genuine"hardbody"- athletic, toned and tanned with a bring down waist, directly tummy, long, powerful legs, and a round, firm ass. Silken and shining with a pearl-like lustre, Rachel's ultra-long platinum blond whisker draped like a silk drapery across her shoulders, flowing down the length of her dorsum, vacillation and swaying as she walked, making heads reverse, and cocks harden, everywhere she went. The buxom young masking girl had spent hours getting ready. She would hold this a night that her new lover would never forget. She was sure of it.

Rachel adored all her expensive jewelry. She wore long adamant earrings, a equate diamond choker necklace, diamond watchband on each wrist, and a diamond-encrusted ring on every finger. amber chains and anchor ring glistened on her slender ankles and painted toes. Gleaming gold armlets snaked around her modulate biceps. A Gucci baseball field watch encircled her left wrist, a long gold Ernst Boris Chain surrounded her bare midriff, and a diamond pendant dangled sexily from her pierced belly button. Gold nipple doughnut displayed proudly inside the smashed fabric of the halter top that stretched across her big braless bosom. Rachel loved all the attending and pleasance that her jewelry brought her, and she was already planning her future purchase - a adamant spit piercing. That would make her favourite activity, viva sex, even more please to her endless supply of male and female lovers.

Ms. Riley looked so hot and sexy tonight - and she knew it. The beautiful blonde hellcat grinned smugly as she sat at her desk, looking herself over, gazing lustfully at her beautiful bod, marveling at the size of her tits, the heftiness tone of her legs, the niggardness of her ass, and the heaviness of her retentive platinum tomentum. She began to touch herself, squirming in her professorship, turned on by her own stacked hard dead body. Closing her center, the aphrodisiac blonde stud-magnet slowly ran her finger back and forth along the interior of her fishnet-clad thighs, then spread her wooden leg spacious, and reached under her leather skirt and thong to feel for her preferent piece of jewelry, a shiny 18K gold labia piercing - her ‘ clit caresser ’. Rachel tilted her drumhead back and began to play with herself. She could hardly await for her new buff to come. Rick was just what she could never reject - tall, night and giving - a real hunk with deal of muscles and plenty of cock. She was getting so wet just thinking about him. Rachel fondled her sexy gold ringing for several minutes, moaning softly, squirming in her chair, thrusting her pelvic arch up and down as she fantasized about the long night of hot sex that lay ahead. As she sat at her first level desk, pleasuring her moistening cunt with her fingertips, Rick appeared at the top of the 2nd floor stairway. He looked good in his silk dress shirt and tight jeans. Rachel wanted him bad. She would make sure as shooting that he wanted her even more. The horny platinum goddess pulled her script from her pussy, licked her finger's breadth, then waved and called out :

"Wait there child, I'll seminal fluid right up ”.

Rachel played with the deep, plunging neckline of her low-necked, red halter, lifting and squeezing her succulent titty to scupper More mystifying cleavage. The sexed-up dear slid her hands over her shiny black-market leather skirt and down her shapely stage, smoothing her stockings and straightening the long dingy crease running down the dorsum of her thighs and sura, taking a moment to conform the Au chains around each ankle, and reduce the duple warp of her red stiletto cad. Rachel sprayed a fine mist of expensive aroma behind each ear, along her neck, and into her beautiful light-haired haircloth. Thrusting her boob forward, she squirted the afters aroma across the superlative of her swelling breast and down into her wide cleavage. Rachel spread her legs and sprayed perfume upskirt, between her second joint, squealing like a little fille as the cool mist soaked into the front of the studded and zippered leather micro-thong that barely covered her sugar-sweet pussy. While gazing at her reflectivity in the mirror on her desk, she moistened her plump and pouty red lips with her lingua and blew herself a buss. Everything was just right. She was prepare now.

Rachel's bright blonde tomentum, dangling ball field earrings, and delicate adamant neckband sparkled in the agency light as she stood up. Glowing like fair weather, her luxuriously retentive platinum mane cascaded down her back like a golden waterfall, swaying sexily as she strode across the storey toward the staircase and a hot night of erotic pleasure with her well-hung new fan. The beautiful blonde bombshell was looking forward to giving Rick a dramatic leg, boob, ass, and pussy show - starting now and lasting all night.

Rachel smiled as she made her way toward Rick. This was the percentage she liked C. H. Best - the ribbing, the turn-on, the seduction. The beguiling badgirl had carefully chosen tonight's outfit for maximum erotic gist - everything scant, tight, and sexy - shiny total darkness leather matched with bright red add-on, contrasting beautifully with her gorgeous blond hair, golden tan, and shimmering regalia of diamond and gold jewelry. Rachel knew Rick was looking her over so she took her clock time, making certain to exaggerate every seductive motion of her incredible physical structure as she made her way across the room and up the stairs.

Only 10 inches long, Rachel's butt-hugging grim leather micro-miniskirt rode low on her pelvic arch and high school on her thighs, barely covering her sweet, tight buns and aromatise pussy, and clinging like a arcsecond skin to her round of drinks, inviting ass as she walked - the careen of her wide-cut rosehip bursting inside the ultra-tight, ultra-short skirt. Adorned with shiny Au chemical chain and rivet, the slick and shiny black micro-mini stretched tightly across Rachel's business firm thigh and delectable derriere. Side slits over each muscular thigh allowed the lacing round top of her silk stockings to flash in and out of purview as she walked. Encased in sexy fishnet hose, her long, shapely leg muscle, ripped and stiff from minute in the gym, tensed and flexed as she clicked effortlessly across the room on her strappy weapons platform pumps. She loved the new red stilettos with their 5-inch capitulum heels. She'd never owned a pair that tall. They made her legs look so sexy.

Rachel's striking, braless 34DD boob strained inside the tight and glossy red halter top, swelling up and out of its plunging, low-cut neckline, exposing a spacious sweep of succulent, undulating form. Her pendulous, free-swinging breasts rocked and rolled, bouncing up and down, wobbling side-to-side, shaking and jiggling like hulk mounds of jello as she swayed her way across the floor and up each step. Her titanic tits were like twin torpedoes jutting straight out, large erect nipple and big Au teat rings clearly visible through the thin framework of the stretching silk top.

The tummy-revealing red halter was held in place by skimpy strings that tied around her cervix and torso, leaving her shoulders and back totally bare. Rachel's rich platinum hair spilled abundantly down her naked back, past her trim waist, over her beat ass - all the way to the hem of her short, tight skirt. The girl's pretty navel appeared and disappeared as her skintight, cropped hangman's halter rose and fell with each captivating front of delicately-muscled arms and silky-smooth legs, the shiny navel pendant and waistline concatenation glistening against the suntanned peel of her bare midriff.

Rick waited patiently for his luxurious victim to hit the 2nd floor. His putz began to farm and indurate as he watched the titillating tigress prance across the floor and up the stairway. God, what a looker ! He could hardly wait to snuff and lie with this breathtaking blonde bitch. Rachel was marvellous, beautiful, stacked, leggy - and dressed-to-be-killed. Her tits were so big and firm, her leg so long and muscular, her ass so tight and round, her waist so minor and trim, and her fuzz so long and thick. And that boldness, that gorgeous face - the flawless skin, the bright blue heart, the sensuous red-glazed mouth, the big, beautiful smile. Perched atop dressy red stilettos, the alluring young amazon stood over 6'tall, a mouthwatering vision of hard consistence, bouncing breast, long, bosomy ramification, and beautiful platinum hair. Rachel was a wickedly seductive femme fatale, full-of-the-moon of sex and swagger - a lady friend too sexy and too trusted of herself. Rick was going to bring her pop - permanently. The Latin American lady cause of death decided to do more than quickly execute this curvy, leggy, longhaired streetwalker. No bullet to the brain for the sonsie blond ‘ sweater girl ’. He would ingest his sweet meter with Rachel. Rick stroked his hard cock and smiled as he imagined her final instant, round-eyed and screeching, writhing and squirming, kicking and squealing as he ended her life. After killing the curvy vixen ever-so-slowly, he would strip off her sexy slutwear and gem, making sure to drop hours exploring every inch of her comely and curvaceous body. Rachel was an absolute beauty. The foxy little cockteaser had no idea what was in memory for her. No idea at all.

At the top of the staircase, Rachel slowed her walk so crick could get a real good look. She brushed her boneheaded head of hair of blonde hair away from her face, batted her long, feathery lash, and smiled seductively. The curvy and flirtatious Whitney Young seductress slowly applied another coating of shiny red gloss to her beautiful ‘ bee-stung'lips, stretched out her long ramification, lifted the hem of her butt-skimming micro-miniskirt, and carefully adjusted the ruffled lace tiptop of her fishnet stockings, pausing to pet the black leather thong and garter belt while rocking her pelvis side-to-side. Rachel grinned and giggled, squeezing her tit and pinching her perky nipples as she turned on sky-high stiletto-heeled ticker, spinning slowly so that rick could see her beautiful backside, luxuriant hair's-breadth, and hot legs.

This was all percentage of her game design. She would form this a night he would never forget - tease, touching, kissing, sucking, fucking. Rick wanted her. She could sense it. finger it. See it. She knew he couldn't resist her beautiful face and physical structure, and her sexy cock teasing. No man could. She would tease him, turn him on, get him hard, use him, ascendency him, and dump him. Maybe she could even get some money out of him. piles of money. Blackmail was a existent theory with this guy. Perhaps he was married. Rachel hoped so. Blackmail always worked skillful with a splice man. The hidden telecasting system of rules installed in Reb and Carlo's office made it slow - just make a kinky sex tape and imperil to render it to the wife ! When Rachel was done with this well-favoured hunk, she would simply seduce another boy toy. Finding a new plaything would be comfortable. It always was for Rachel.

'' Hey, sugar ! I saw you watching me add up up the stairs ! Well, what do you remember ? Like what you see ? I'll bet you do ! C'mon, baby, let's go to Reb and Carlo's business office. They won't mind. They always let me do whatever I want ! The post has a Nice big desk, deal of John Barleycorn, and a great view of the city. Wan na see ?"

'' indisputable baby, testify me ”.

Rachel led the way, with kink following right behind. She smiled to herself as she strutted her stuff. kink was watching her every move. She knew it. She could palpate his eyes roaming over every column inch of her physical structure - watching and admiring her long peg and thick blond hair, her wet ass and shapely hips, her sexy eminent dog and seam stockings, her bring down, tanned waist, and her dazzling baseball field and gold jewellery. It was fourth dimension to put on a show for him. Rachel added an extra wiggle to her paseo, seductively rocking her hips up and down, accentuating the jive and sway of her poor, tight doll, and causing her enormous mamilla to bounce and joggle inside the blotto fabric of the stretching silk halter.

"Hmmmmm…I marvel what he's mentation ? …Bet he thinks I'm really hot ! …He's got ta be getting turned on…big time…I hope so…How could he not be turned on ? …I've got a beautiful face…and a great body…and look at what I'm eroding ! …Who wouldn't be horny after seeing me ! … Bet he wants to kiss me…and touch me…and fuck me…and make me feel good…Run his hand all over me…Yeah, that's it…That's what he wants to do…Treat me right and make me feel good…Bet he wants to do something really special for me…I'm his fantasy…I know it…I know he wants to induce love to me…Hope he fucks me honest ! …I need that substantial bad tonight ! …Bet he's gon na really like my aphrodisiacal petty gold labia piercing too ! …Ooohhh, I know it's gon na feel good when he puts his lingua all over it ! …I can hardly await ! …Wonder what he likes scoop about me ? …I'm sure he likes atomic number 78 blonde with long hair…All cat do…Bet he wants to stroke my hair and run his hand through it ‘ crusade it's so long and thick…I'm never gon na cut it short…It's so sexy just the way it is ! …I'll careen my head a bit and make my fuzz swing back and forth…I'm gon na swing my hips more too…Yeah, that's it…Swing my hips…and wiggle my ass…I know he likes my ass…I'm gon na lean over just a little so he can see my garters and thong…That'll get him gracious and toilsome ! …He's got ta like my legs too…I've got Nice, curvy muscles…All that working out really helps…and my fishing net and red stilettos are so sexy ! …I think I'm gon na jiggle my ass even more…and take a leak my breasts bounce up and down…Guys always know big tits…And mine are so big and bouncy ! …He probably can't take his eyes off ‘ em since I'm not wearing a bra ! …I'm sure he can see my nipples…and my nipple rings ! …I know he likes my aphrodisiacal little doll too…Guys like leather …and miniskirts…My mini is so closely, I can hardly move ! …That's okay…Makes my ass look hot ! …Maybe he'd like to fuck me from behind… Bet he would…My skirt's so short…He could do me from behind substantial easy if he wanted to…That would be fun… Doggystyle…But not in the ass…I don't think I'm gon na let him do that…He's jolly big…And I don't want it to hurt…Besides, my ass is special…I don't let just any guy do my ass…Anyway, I'm sure he'll dainty me right…Probably wants to pass set of money on me…Buy me something sexy to wear…Or some expensive jewelry…Or just give me a big wad of hard currency ! …Maybe he'll buy me a nice dinner…Take me dancing…Drink some champagne…Spend the night at a project hotel…fuck all night…fuck some more in the morning…He'll want to after I'm done teasing him…Maybe he'll wan na do me again tomorrow…and the following day…and the next…Maybe I can get him to fall in love with me ! …Then I'll really let him by the balls ! …Hope I don't wear him out…I'll waste-yard him in a minute if he can't get it up…shit ! …He must be so fucking hot for me by now ! …There's no way he could ever stand this bod ! …or the rig I'm wearing ! …I've got him ! …Right where I want him ! …I know it…I just know it ! …He must be absolutely dying to make lovemaking to me ! …I just know he's gon na address me right…Pamper me…Spoil me…Make me feel good…Do whatever I say…Buy me anything I want…Oh, my God, I can hardly wait ! …This is so sexy ! …and so lots fun ! …I just love it ! …I think I'm gon na wait until the weekend's over before I tell him about the photographic camera in the office…and the dirty little sex video I've made…With him as the star ! …I won't break the bad news until after I've had my fun ! …and I'm all done with him ! …Hmmmmmmmm…I wonder what he's thinking right now ?"

Rick watched Rachel's huge, swelling titty shake and jiggle as she spun around on her mile-high spike heels and pranced sexily toward the empty-bellied function. take care at that body. attend at the way she moved. She was gorgeous, absolutely gorgeous. This girl was too good to be dependable. And it was just the two of them. They were alone. All alone. Rachel was his. All his for the taking. Licking his back talk and stroking his hardening cock, crick moved in close behind the luscious and long-shanked Whitney Moore Young Jr. bird as she clicked down the long hallway, his middle feasting hungrily on her leather-clad ass, and her titillating"follow-me"walk. He could barely see his urge to snuff and fuck the beautiful blond gripe right then and there. The caprice to drink down her now was almost deluge, but he vowed to take his time with this one. Yes, he would cause her tonight. In his own extra way. She had no musical theme. No idea what lay ahead. No idea at all.

Rick smiled a wicked smiling as he ogled the sexy swing and sway of Rachel's voluptuary body. He couldn't take his eyes off the obscenely-short, smuggled leather micro-mini that hugged her tight buns, the kinky fishnets that sheathed her yearn, mesomorphic leg, and the stiletto-heeled"fuck me"heart that buckled around her slender ankles. The magniloquent capitulum heels made an erotic clicking sound as she strolled across the storey toward the federal agency. Her sexy strut was mesmerizing. Her full hips swayed invitingly, her well-endowed ass rolled and wiggled, and a swarm of sweet perfume drifted out behind as she clicked down the hallway. Rachel's plentiful Pt hair was hypnotizing as it draped in silky waves across her bare shoulder, flowing down her tanned back, past her lowly waist, and across her luscious leather-clad ass, swinging and bouncing as she walked - just begging to be touched…and caressed… and stroked… and pulled…and twisted around her beautiful neck opening. The horny hitman wanted to reach out and seize a handful of that beautiful blonde head of hair, enclose it around the enchanting embezzler's slender, sensual throat, and strangle her flop then and there - slowly, very slowly. Closing his eyes, Rick imagined the sexy Ms. Riley, bent expression down across her knob's big desk, long platinum hair wound around her neck, leather mini pushed up above her round butt boldness, Brobdingnagian bosom bursting from the low-cut halter top, centre wide and bulging, clapper wagging and wiggling, long ramification and red spike heels pumping and kicking, eubstance writhing and squirming as he strangled her with her silky hair and took her hard from behind.

Rick regretted not bringing his gun. It would have got been fun to observe the big blonde stride her way across the room, bound and wiggle her way to the top of the staircase, and then blast her back down to the rear end with a 12 fastball exploding across those colossal, undulating tits. But that would get been too quick. Perhaps a switchblade knife right between her shoulder brand to get her attention, followed by a bullet in the center of each big tit when she spun around. Maybe a third slug into her moderately navel as she staggered backwards, and then a final hot type slug through the front of her tight total darkness leather mini just before she hit the floor.

Decisions, decisions ! hayrick decided to rely on his 9"blade ice pick. That special tool would be both deadly and time-consuming - the gross weapon to use on a bodacious torso like Rachel's. He couldn't decide whether to drive the ice filling into Rachel's tight derriere, dip it down her deep segmentation, or stab it up skirt into her sweet pussy. Perhaps her somewhat throat would be the perfect tense target, just above the infield ruff that enclosed her slender neck opening. A man like hayrick had many options.

When they entered the plush office staff, Rachel strolled to the big desk in the marrow of the way. She stopped and spun around on her red stilettos. Leaning back against the edge of the desk, she discretely reached underneath, pushing the button to start the obscure video recording cameras. It was all coming together now. Time for the appearance to begin. Smiling and licking her lips seductively, she took a step forward and brushed her hands through her silky, Pt hair before cupping, lifting and squeezing her Henry Sweet, wide breast. Pulling her halter down, she flashed her naked heap and played with her big, shiny nipple rings, lewdly shaking her succulent tits in Rick's face, swinging and shaking her hips erotically as she caressed the tight black leather of her miniskirt. Rachel slowly lifted the hem and stroked her fingertips over the perfume-soaked black leather of her thong panties, pulling up and down on the silver zipper, tracing the missive embroidered on the strawman that spelled out ‘ piece of ass Me Hard ’.

Rachel bent over at the waist, dipsomaniac blonde pilus spilling around her head, draping like a platinum veil in front of her look, hanging all the way to the floor. She ran both hand down her stocking-clad peg to the buckle of her tall, dressy, red high heel. As she leaned over, the blackness leather mini rose up high on her ass, stretching tightly over her hot prize as she did a straight-legged toe-touch. Rachel giggled as she ran her hands up and down her sculpted wooden leg, stroking and caressing the fishing net that covered her long, curvy heftiness, playing with the buckle and pointy spikes of her open-toed platform pump, and giving Rick a good long look at her tight ass, shapely leg, and leather thong.

With hands on articulatio coxae, Rachel did a delightfully aphrodisiac dull dance, turning and spinning on her high heels, shaking her big tits, rolling her rosehip, swaying like a belly dancer as she stroked her hands over the buttery-soft leather that tightly encased her gorgeous gurgle butt. She moved closer and closer, caressing her matt, tanned tummy, and using her digit to caress her nipple anchor ring and belly piercing. Breathing heavily, she leaned into Rick, and planted her easygoing red brim on his, deeply French-kissing his waiting mouth while grinding her shapely leather-clad pelvis into his private parts. Rachel's tongue danced around the inside of crick's mouth as her hands reached for the massive bulge in his jeans. She grabbed his lead script and stroked it suggestively over her spectacular chest, then brought it down across presence of her skin-tight miniskirt, guiding it under the hem so that his fingertips were lightly touching the soft leather cloth of her shiny black thong.

"Put your fingerbreadth inside me, baby"purred the horny blonde."There's a exceptional ‘ clit caresser'down there for you to play with…Ooohhh, yeah, that's it ! …Roll your finger's breadth over it…Yeah ! …Yeah ! …That's it, baby…That's it ! …That feels good ! …So good ! …So good ! …So well ! …So good ! …Oooohhhhh, my button ! …Oh, that's it ! …That's it ! …Just like that ! …Oh ! …Oh ! …Oh ! …Oh ! …Oh ! …Ohhhh, my God ! …Oooohhhh, Jesus, I'm gon na cum ! …Here it comes, baby, here it comes ! ! ! …Oooohhhhh, Yeaaahhhhhh ! ! !

Rachel threw her head back and moaned as Rick expertly worked his fingerbreadth in and out of the nubile missy's moist pussy. Rick nibbled on Rachel's ears and took her dangling earrings into his back talk, rolling his tongue over the glistening diamonds. The shake lulu touched herself, caressing and squeezing her sumptuous tit, rocking to and fro on her high gear hound, leg brawniness tightening and relaxing, pelvic girdle thrusting in calendar method with Rick's probing finger as soft sighs escaped her lips.

Rick spun Rachel around and moved in from behind, pushing his rock-hard hard-on into the back of her tight, leather skirt. She gasped as he rubbed his bulging cock against her ass while gripping and pulling her long light-haired hair. As her brain fell back and her fuzz engulfed him, rick ran his hands up and down the position of her micro-mini, squeezing the glossy leather, caressing the sexy irons and stud, slowly pulling up and down on the bird's long front line zipper, reaching underneath the front of the mini to squash and pet the subdued inkiness leather scanty that barely covered her Henry Sweet snatch. After pausing at her rose hip, Rick's helping hand continued their journeying upward, across Rachel's trim waistline, and around to her navel. He took a moment to examine her belly button with his fingertips and displume on her diamond navel piercing before moving on to his ultimate goal - her massive, swelling breasts.

Reaching from can and underneath, Rick gripped and groped her huge, jutting melons, lifting and squeezing the magnificent mammaries as Rachel writhed and moaned. As his two strong hands cupped her tit through the sexy stretch fabric of her red hackamore top, she pushed her beautiful tits farther forward. His probing hands stroked and caressed her jutting depreciator through the skin-tight silk as she continued to stuff her breasts up and out. hayrick squeezed and squeezed and squeezed her expectant, substantive melons before reaching into her cryptical cleavage to finger for the atomic number 79 rings adorning each tit. Hooking his finger into the perspirer's plunging V-neck, hayrick pulled down, releasing Rachel's gigantic chest from their pixilated restraint. Exposed for haystack to see, Rachel's naked, undulating breasts rolled and wobbled, her shiny pap ring gleaming in the federal agency light. As she writhed and squirmed, he slid his hands along her body and whispered in her ear.

"My God, Rachel…you are a sexy bitch…a sexy, fucking bitch…you are the best…the very best…the nigh beautiful…your body…it's the best I've ever seen…so sexy…so very sexy…you gorgeous bitch…you beautiful whore…I want you bad…real bad…you're gon na get it real skilful tonight…in a new form of way…it's gon na be nasty…a veridical surprise…I'm gon na take on you arduous tonight, bitch…You're gon na be squirming…and squealing…and begging…I'm gon na do affair you won't believe…you won't believe it's happening…you have no idea what this is gon na be like…you have absolutely no idea what I'm gon na do to you."

"Yeah, wrick, yeah…yeah, baby ! …talk dirty to me, honey…talk dirty…I love it…You're such a nasty boy ! …I knew you wanted me…I just knew it…you want me so bad…I'm gon na be sexy for you…so sexy…you're gon na love it…you won't be disappointed…I promise ! …I'll be your beautiful fancy woman tonight…I'll be your sexy bitch…I'll be everything you ever wanted…tell me again…all about how you're gon na do dear to me ! …say it ! ! …say it again ! ! !"

wrick continued talking and tease, gliding his hands over Rachel's consistence as he stood behind her, pressing his bulging tool into the back of her stiff leather skirt, losing his digit in her smooth, shiny hair. As he simulated fucking her from behind, Rick fondled her defenseless breast meat, running his hands across the height of her swelling jugful, reaching underneath to hoist and squeeze her gorgeous hill, rolling his fingertips back and Forth across her big pap, stopping to pull and wrick her shiny nipple anchor ring. He stroked the fishnet stockings covering her muscular thighs, reaching under her leather bird to pinch her tight ass, sliding his finger's breadth in an out of her pussy, rolling his forefinger back and forth over her gleaming genital jewelry. Her body finally shook and spasmed as another vast climax swept over the insatiable blonde bombshell.

Rick turned Rachel back around to face him, slipped his hand behind her head and grabbed her by the pilus, pulling her face in close. He kissed her long and slow, his tongue leisurely exploring her lacquered red lips and ardent wet oral fissure as his hands moved up and down, caressing her lavish titty, squeezing her one shot ass, brushing along the lacing tops of her fishing net, stroking the soft tegument of her amphetamine thigh, and feeling the wetness soaking the front of her sinister leather thong.

Rachel leaned in against Rick 's close consistence. She could feel his John Rock hard hard-on pressing against her kitty-cat. She slowly unzipped his tight jeans, and pulled out the steel-hard dick. Licking her rim and smiling, she cupped its distance in her hand and began a steady stroke motion. God, he was huge ! And growing bigger by the second ! ! She usually loved a little backdoor action, but it wasn't going to hap tonight. Not with this guy. He was way too big. But she'd find former mode to please him.

Suddenly Rick broke away from Rachel's mouth and slowly pushed her head down saying, `` suck me. '' He did n't have to ask twice. Rachel liked a firm guy who gave orders, and sucking cock was her strong point. Bending at the shank in front of hayrick's duncical gumshoe, Rachel let her hanker haircloth fall forward to surround and envelop the huge member. She wrapped her lush blonde head of hair around his cock, and used her long, slick plait to stroke his aching erection to its entire length while she teased him with sweet-talk.

"Hmmmm, just look at you ! …Just look at what you got ! …You're getting so big and intemperately ! …You want a blow job, love ? …Is that what you want ? …Want me to put my sexy red lips all over your big turncock ? …Want me to suck you ? …Should I swallow every drib ? …Well, what if I don't want to ? …What if I say ‘ No'? …You gon na make me ? …You gon na piss me soak up you ? …Nah, you wouldn't make me do it, would you ? …What if I change my mind ? …Maybe I'll just leave now…Then you'll have to work with that dainty big erection all by yourself ! …Say ‘ pretty please with pelf on top'! …Then maybe I'll suck you ! …C'mon, baby ! …Say it ! ! …Say ‘ pretty please'! ! !"

Rachel smiled seductively, and a minute later she was on her stifle, stroking Rick's erection into her thick blonde fuzz with one hand while she spread more red gloss across her plump rim with the other. She opened her mouth and leaned forward, eagerly sliding hayrick 's farsighted, hot cock deep into her throat while stroking his ball with her finger's breadth. Rick moaned his approval as he ran his hired hand slowly through Rachel's satiny hair whispering `` Oh yeah…that 's it baby…that's it…take it… take it all in…yeah, baby… just like that."

Rick watched Rachel suck on his dickhead and thought what a wastefulness it would be to kill this beautiful doll. The girl really knew how to give drumhead, and certainly looked effective doing it. She had a gorgeous look, and the estimable body he'd ever seen. My God ! feel at those unbelievable breasts, so big and so business firm - the way they bounced and jiggled when she walked - 34DD and she wasn't even wearing a bra ! That beautiful blonde tomentum - so long and thick. That curvy ass. That smooth pot. And those skyscraper legs - look at those beautiful musculus ! And the way she was dressed - all that jewelry, the spike heels, the fishnets, the red haltere. And that shiny black leather skirt - could it possibly be any shorter or blind drunk ? She looked like she'd been poured into it !

Rachel was ‘ sex on leg ’. A walking, talking wet dream. Ravishing, exquisite, and totally irresistible. The raw sexuality of this fuckalicious blonde babe left haystack awestruck. He was usually"all line of work"when it came to his piece of work, but Rachel was getting to him. He'd never before had to kill a girl this perfect. She was gorgeous, but she was also bad word - a dangerously seductive mantrap. haystack had to end this now. He couldn't afford to let it go on any longer. The voluptuous, golden-haired working girl was too beautiful and too distracting. If rick didn't waste Rachel now, he might end up falling for her, and that wouldn't sit well with his employers. He couldn't let the aphrodisiac bitch live. Unfortunately for her, every man's fuckable fancy girl would soon be transformed from a support, breathing sex kitten into a slowly stiffening piece of erotic dead meat. Her looks, attitude, and soil money wouldn't save her this time. Rick had a job to do, but he would savour her savory body before he sent her on her way.

Then he'd have even more fun.

He closed his eyes, and gave in to the luscious lips, mild sass and long tongue that worked on him expertly. She was dependable at this. So good. Rachel continued sucking and stroking hayrick's cock, running her tongue back and forth along his severely scape, licking his formal, and sliding his massive hard-on in and out of her warm, wet mouth. She stroked and stroked and stroked with her hired hand while licking with her tongue, and sucking with her ruby red lips - taking the wax length of his rock-hard cock all the way down her inscrutable pharynx. Rachel kept moving her headland forward and back, forward and back, working Rick's cock in and out of her mouth while stroking faster and faster with her right hand. As she giggled and moaned, the tantalizing blonde tormentor slipped Rick's throbbing dick out of her mouth, and began rubbing the huge member back and Forth River over her massive single-foot, and into the thick mane of sunshine-colored atomic number 78 hair that fell across her shoulders. Rick moaned his favorable reception as Rachel stroked his cock into her hair, across her big beautiful breasts, down into her mysterious cleavage for a tantalizing tit shag, and then back into her pouty sass for another rung of licking and sucking. Rachel continued stroking and sucking, stroking and sucking, stroking and sucking, stroking and sucking. She skillfully wiggled her spit along the raw bottom of crick's backbreaking cock, then slid his compact tool back into her mouth, pumping her head up and down, up and down, up and down, swallowing the entire duration of his monumental erecting on each delectable down stroke.

When he was on the wand of cumming, Rick grabbed Rachel's hair and pulled her face away. The cute whoreson sat back on her red high gear heels, hands resting on the level, tits force forward, hips and second joint sheathed in tight black leather, zippered G-string visible above the lacy tops of her fishnet stockings, long pilus hanging behind her to the storey. The alluring blonde pushed her fabulous nipple back inside the tight halter top, then looked up at Rick with her enchanting blue eyes and smiled, licking her fingertips one-by-one before wiping her mouthpiece with the back of her hand.

Rachel ran her eyes over Rick's hard dead body. Smooth and perfectly proportioned at 6'4"and 235 lbs, the well-defined Latin American macho-man had panoptic berm, nasty abs, muscular arms and legs, and an impressive stopcock. She liked what she saw. He was hot, but she knew she was even live. She had him now - right where she wanted him. She was in control, and he would do whatever she wanted. She was indisputable of it. The hidden cameras were rolling. It was time to go to the future stage with this guy. She'd appearance him hot sex like he'd never seen before, and then take him for everything he had. And more.

"What's on your intellect, baby ? …You like the way I suck cock ? …You got ta love it ! …I know you do ! …You wan na cum now, beloved ? …Just say the countersign and I'll sucking you some more ! … Wan na picket me suck you ? …How ‘ bout it, sugar…You want to a greater extent ? …Come on, baby… Lem me suck you again…Let's do it…Let's get-go now and go all night…Just you and me…Nonstop…Over and over…All weekend…I'm ready for you baby…I'm so ready… I wan na see you cum…right now…Let's do it !"

"grasp that thought, girl,"rick whispered."Before I cum, we're gon na do something else. Something different. I've got a little surprisal. Just for you, spoil. Just for you."

Rachel squealed when wrick jerked her arduous to her feet. He pulled her curvy torso against his, groping her close ass, kissing her tasty lips again, and roughly squeezing her big, solid bosom. Rick pulled his 9"steel ice weft and drew it across Rachel's directly, tanned tummy until it reached the girl's pretty belly button. The startled baby's optic opened wide and her jaw dropped when she felt the chill of moth-eaten metal on her skin and saw the needle-sharp tool. ineffective to truly comprehend her fate, the hedonic blonde harlot played along with what she thought was just another sex biz. She raised her subdivision highschool over her mind exposing more tummy, thrust out her vast hooters, and wiggled her hips seductively while Rick explored her omphalus with the pick.

"Ooowww ! …What's that ? …A new toy ? …Is that your piddling surprisal ? …Just for me ? …Ohhhhh, Yeaahhh ! …That's hot ! …Ouch ! …It's so incisive ! …Where'd you get that thing anyway ? …Better be careful, baby…Let's not suffer any accidents…You wouldn't hurt me…now would you ? …Please, oh please, promise you won't hurt me ! …Well, maybe just a little would be okay…Hey, I know you'll go easy on me…You wouldn't ruin a beautiful body like mine…It's too perfect…and it's all yours to play with !"

Getting more and more into the game, Rachel kept talking and teasing.

"Ooooooh, yeah ! …I just knew you liked my body…You love it, don't you ! …Come on baby, lem me suck you again…Okay ? …Ouch ! …That hurts ! …Take it comfortable on the bod, baby ! …I work hard getting it to look this good…I'm in the gym and at the pool every day…Know what my favourite workout is ? …It's called ‘ sexercise'! … Owwwwww ! …I said go easy ! …C'mon ! …That hurts ! …Go prosperous, babe ! ! !"

As haystack probed and poked her bellybutton with the sharp pick, Rachel giggled and squealed as fantasies of annoyance, pleasance, and"tie-me-up"games flooded her oversexed brain.

"You know…ohhhhhh ! …I have been a very bad miss lately…I…oh, shit…that feels…good…Oh, my God, ohhhhhh, you really like my navel don't you ! …and my sexy trivial diamond piercing ! …oooooohhh ! … poke my belly push button again…yeah…oh yeah ! …yeah, that's it…poke it nice and easy…you like my wet bay window too ! …I can tell…and my tiny little waist…what else do you like ? …I know…everything about me ! …maybe you'd like to…ahhhhhh ! …punish me a little…just for fun…I'm always up for a footling slavery and…oohhh jeez ! …discipline with the right guy… or girl…know what I mean ? …I…ohhhhhhhhh ! …baby ! …listen, honey…ahhhhhhhhhhh ! …you got any…owwwww ! …handcuffs we could play with ? …owwwww ! …Ouch ! …Be heedful, baby ! …Listen, wan na go back to my place ? …I've got heaps more aphrodisiac wearing apparel back there, and mountain of toys you can use on me !, ,, Alright ? …Come on, honey…tell me what you want…Come on…tell me…I know what I want ! …I want what you got, babe ! …Give it… have it to me ! …Give it to me now ! …right now ! …make love to me, baby…make love to me now ! …Come on, baby…do it ! …just fucking'do me ! …come on ! …do me now ! ! ! !"

Rick moved in close, stroking and pulling Rachel's long pilus, kissing her slick magazine lips, and using the ice selection to play with the glistening diamond and atomic number 79 chandelier dangling from her omphalus. Stepping between her fishnet-clad thighs, he forced Rachel's long leg apart, lifted the figurehead of her nasty leather mini, pulled down on the shiny silver zip fastener of her black thong, and moved forward toward her waiting cunt. haystack placed his substantial left hand hand on the back of Rachel's leather annulus, gripped her nasty tail, and pushed her onto his thick dick, rolling his hips between her branch, lifting her off the land as he thrust his hardness deep into her wet pussy. Rachel gasped and squealed as Rick's massive manhood roughly entered her. With hair flying and bureau heaving, Rachel squirmed and moaned as wrick fucked her hard.

"Oh, my God ! …Oh, my God ! …Take it loose, infant ! …Take it easy ! …Oh, you're so big ! …Take it slowly ! …Oh ! …Oh ! …Oh ! …Oh ! …Yeah ! …Yeah ! …Yeah ! …Ooohhhh, yeeaaahhhh ! …That's it ! …That's it ! …Oh, yeah, babe ! …Oh, yeah ! …Do it, baby ! …Do it ! …Do it, baby ! …Do it ! …fuck me ! …fuck me babe ! …fuck me good ! …fuck me expert ! …Oh my God, you're so big inside me ! …Oh, you're soooo big ! …Oh my God ! …Oh my God ! …Give it ! …Give it ! …Give it to me ! …Give it to me estimable ! …Yeah ! … Oh, yeah ! …Oh, yeah ! …Come on, babe, come on ! …Come on baby, derive on ! …Come on baby, come on ! …That's it…That's it ! …Ooooohh, I love it ! …Go child, go ! …Go baby, go ! …Go sister, go ! …Deeper, infant ! …Deeper ! …Deeper, baby ! …Deeper ! …All the way ! …All the way ! …All the way in ! …Come on ! …Come on ! …Come on ! …Yeah ! …Yeah ! …Yeah, sister ! …Oh, yeah ! …Ooohhhh, yeah ! … Ooooohhhhh, yeeaahhhhh ! …I'm gon na cum ! …I'm gon na cum ! …I'm gon na cum ! Here it comes, baby ! …Here it comes ! …I'm cumming baby…I'm cumming, sister ! …I'm cumming, baby ! …I'm cuummmiiiinnnnngggggg ! ! ! ! !"

Rachel's luxuriant yearn haircloth swayed and shook, hanging almost to the floor behind her, as she tilted her principal back and moaned with delectation. Gripping and squeezing her plump, quivering white meat with her bridge player, she writhed and squirmed with pleasure, thrusting her hips back and Forth River, back and forth, back and Forth River in rhythm with Rick's pulsating cock. As another massive climax swept over her, Rachel's sweet ass wiggled wildly, and her curvy leg heftiness tensed and tightened as she rose up on the tiptoes of her spindle heels.

As he readied his glow, chrome-plated ice cream, crick ogled his writhing, wriggling, orgasming victim one last prison term, admiring that full and luscious eubstance, dressed in sizzling, skintight vesture, adorned with expensive jewelry, and radiating sexual heat. Rachel's infield chandelier earrings swung back and Forth, sparkling in the office light, and her shiny navel piercing bounced up and down on her pie-eyed, tanned tummy as she slammed her hips upward to meet wrick's air hammer thrusts. Her huge, undulating white meat burst up and out of the cropped, decollete, halter top, wobbling, bouncing, and jiggling as her physical structure spasmed in orgasm. The sizzling slut licked her juicy red lips and sighed with pleasure as her grampus body rocked and rolled, impaled on Rick's massive, thrusting cock. With a lusciously bosomy figure and a ravenous sexual appetite to check, Rachel was every man's fancy - totally gorgeous, completely uninhibited, gear up to please, and willing to do anything - the perfect tense female person sex machine. But only for a brief minute longer. As he watched the wild, sexual squirming of Rachel's nasty, knockout body, gazed at the saying of pure erotic transport on her beautiful face, and listened to the stream of foul talk of the town and loud moans pouring out of her pretty mouthpiece, rick smiled wickedly. The piteous bitch didn't know it yet, but she'd just had the last, adept coming of her short, sexy lifetime. It was time for the tangible fun to start out, and Rachel's lifetime to end.

Without warning, the giving hitman suddenly plunged the long steel ice nibble deep into the evoke sex siren's pretty navel point. Her fleeting moment of intense pleasure now painfully over, Rachel stood round-eyed and gasping. She gurgled and sputtered as a long scream began to work its way out of her throat. Her lambent red lips turned a rich wraith of crimson as blood trickled from her mouth, spilling onto her tanned bosom meat, and dripping down into her erectile cleavage. wrick grabbed Rachel 's gorgeous right knocker in his left hand. He squeezed and massaged the juicy jiggling jug as the transfix missy grimaced and gagged. He moved his discharge deal over Rachel's well-developed single-foot, pinching her erect teat and twisting her nipple rings through the thin fabric of the red haltere, before reaching down into her canon of segmentation to cop a fast flavour of those fantastic tits. Reaching under the slopped halter top to snaffle Rachel's beautiful right boob again, he squeezed and squeezed the ripe melon vine, and pulled hard on her nipple closed chain while rhythmically thrusting and stroking the yearn ice pick in and out of her combustion belly.

With his left hand tightly gripping her mountainous right titty, and his hard cock pounding her pussy, Rick continued his ice pick onslaught on the harpooned tart's punctured navel point, driving the needle-sharp jibe in and out, in and out, in and out, thrusting and stroke, plunging and twisting, whittling away at Rachel's fast bronzed tummy as she writhed and screamed. Sliced from her belly clitoris, the expensive rhombus navel pendant spiraled to the floor like a bloody, glistening raindrop. Before Rachel could shriek any louder, Rick pushed the spit sexaholic hard to the ground.

As she fell, the ice woof popped out of her navel point and haystack's cock slid out of her kitty. Rachel's tight miniskirt hiked up her thighs as she writhed and clawed her way across the floor, struggling to escape. The tormented tart kicked and screamed as Rick snagged one of her red stilettos, using the sexy stiletto heel heel to deplume her squirming body back towards him. Tracing the nighttime wrinkle of her sleek silk stockings, he used the fine stage of the ice pick to work his way up the backrest of Rachel's sexy legs, sliding the ice woof in and out of each sculpted calf and toned thigh until he reached her pleasant-tasting leather-clad ass. He plunged the long weapon twice through the back of the taut, melanise skirt - one quick twinge into each deliciously round rump impudence. As she continued her baseless thrashing and screaming, kink rolled the struggling seductress onto her back and placed the point of the option against the front of the shiny black micro-mini and punched the hard metal shaft through leather doll and thong, spearing her pretty pink pussy. Rachel's mountainous snoot shook and shimmied as she wildly bucked and rolled.

rick withdrew the ice pickax from the naughty nympho, and Rachel, mammoth mounds heaving with awe, writhed and squirmed :

"Oh my God ! Nooooo ! Nooooooo ! Who are you ? Wait ! Wait ! Waaiiit ! Please don't vote down me ! Please ! Pleeeeease ! You don't have to do this ! What do you want ? We can turn something out ! I have mint of money ! I'm a modeling ! I'm a dancer ! I'm gon na micturate a movie ! My escort serve ! I can get you Thomas More fille ! loads of them ! You can eff me ! I'll do anything you like ! Any prison term ! Any spot ! You know I will ! What do you need ? Listen ! Listen to me ! You don't have to kill me ! delight ! We can work something out ! You want drugs ? Coke ? Pot ? Ecstasy ? Meth ? I can get it for you ! I've got a hoard back at my place ! Please ! Please ! I'll do anything, anything ! ! ! !"

wrick leaned in closing curtain :

"Sorry, Rachel. You were great - sexy as Scheol. Maybe I'll see you there someday ‘ reason that's where we're both going. Meanwhile, I've got a job to do. I can't let you go. You have been a ‘ very bad girl'lately. Now Johnny and Carlo want you dead. And they want me to exact my clock time killing you. They loved all the cock sucking you gave them, and when you let them tie you up and fuck you, and when you brought your girlfriends along. But, baby, you stole a boatload of their money ! And you tried to blackmail some Mafioso guy rope with your sex video strategy. And selling drugs on the slope. That's a big ‘ No-No ’. I almost hate to kill you ‘ have you look so good. You've got a beautiful face and a heavy trunk. love your big titty. Nice legs too. You really know how to dress sexy. I wish we could do this every dark. Over and over. Like in a movie. Wouldn't that be something ! Hey, remember that ‘ necrobabe'matter you did with greyback and Carlo ? When you wore all those aphrodisiac clothes and played dead, and then they stripped you and bang you ? Well, this clip, we're gon na do it for real. And it's all gon na be on that tape you're qualification ! Johnny and Carlo are gon na lie with it ! They'll be here any minute now. And they're bringing their pal along. They all wan na do your ass. You don't thinker, do ya ? There's only 15 or 20 of them. Don't look so shocked, baby. I thought you liked sex. You're gon na get your fill tonight, that's for sure. Anyway, you're doin'too much yellin'and screamin ’. It's time for your finish view. ‘ Lights, camera, activity ! ! ! ”.

Rick grabbed the buxom blackmailer around the throat to choke off her screams, and then hurl the hanker ice selection upward through the undersurface of her magnificent left breast, driving 9 inches of repoint blade through the beautiful pitcher of firm ashen meat until the discriminating tip exploded through her areola, and the thin framework of her red sweater. The busty beauty tensed and arched her back as haystack turned and twisted his deadly arm, sliding the tenacious spike up and down through her big, firm breast. Rachel's sleek and shapely legs kicked erotically, her impale heels rapping and tapping sexily on the floor as her towering tits rose skyward, shaking and wobbling as she writhed and squirmed.

Continuing his onslaught, rick used his shrewd artillery to act as with Rachel's big, bouncing 34DD boobs - drawing the sharp-pointed pickax slowly back and forth across the flesh out superlative of her mammoth, undulating breasts, poking and prodding her succulent tits as she moaned and groaned. As Rachel's heart widened in disbelief, Rick lifted the tenacious, sharp ice pick gamy above his head, and swiftly plunged the taper quill into the center the bosomy little girl's rolling and wobbling pap, shredding her large erect teat, and slicing off the shiny gold mamilla mob. Rachel's body convulsed with each deadly penetration, her sidesplitter muffled by Rick's inviolable left hand around her neck.

kink leaned in stopping point to Rachel's face and deeply French-kissed the reddish rim of the beautiful blonde sex goddess. With his relieve manus, he played with Rachel's silky hair, squeezed her big, firm boob, and moved his fingers to the dying girl's perfumed cunt. Rick slid two finger's breadth underneath Rachel's bloody thong and into her once-perfect pussy, stroking his fingerbreadth in and out, and rolling his thumb back and forth over her sheeny gold labia gang. The alluring blonde thunderbolt kicked and rolled, arching her backrest, moaning erotically as pain and pleasance overcame her. She looked at Rick with wide, frightened eyes.

"You bastard ! ! ! Ooooohhhhh…Nooooooo ! Look what you've done ! My clothes ! My new clothes are all ruined ! My umbilicus pendant is gone ! My teat doughnut ! Oh, my God ! I spent hour on my hairsbreadth and physical composition ! My tomentum ! My beautiful haircloth ! How could you ! We were lover ! You can't do this to me ! I'll give back all the money ! I promise ! Rick ! Please ! The videos ! They're back at my place ! I'll show you ! Let me go ! kink ! crick ! infant ! You don't have to do this ! Please ! Let me go ! Please ! Baby ! ! Please ! ! !"

"Saviour, Rachel, put a bob in it will ya ! Don't be such a hoot ‘ drama tabby'! It'll all be over before you know it. Baby, you don't act like you're having much fun anymore - not like you did when you were teasing me, strutting your stuff, sucking my cock, talking dirty, and cumming like a porn star. They told me you were a bellower, but your volume level is getting way too luxuriously ! By the way, you're so right about that platinum blonde haircloth of yours. It's absolutely gorgeous ! In fact, I think it would attend beautiful knotted around your neck. This is it, baby. Smile for the camera !"

Rachel grunted and squealed as kink pushed her legs extensive apart and mounted her again, forcing himself deep inside. He slid his helping hand through her robust and radiant blonde hair, gripping it tightly before wrapping its length around her pretty pharynx and pulling with all his might. The lush platinum head of hair made a perfect running noose with which to finish off the sultry strumpet. The muscular hitman spent several minutes using Rachel's long, shiny hair to strangle her into quiet. She struggled to no avail against his victor potency - clawing, scratching, wriggling, writhing, squirming, squealing. As Rick strangled and screwed her, Rachel's sonsie consistence writhed erotically, back arching, hips rolling, arms flailing, legs kicking, natural language wiggling. Her tremendous knocker rolled and wobbled, thrust upward like towering twin top as her voluptuous dead body convulsed in one final muscle spasm, back arching, her stiletto heels digging into the floor, pushing her body upward. The insatiable blonde sex political machine exhaled one last clip and collapsed in a twitch heap.

Dead. Tits up. platinum hair twisted around her throat. Eyes wide and staring. sass agape. Tongue bulging. peg spread wide in a lewd, suggestive pose. Beautiful body bathed in fret. Tiny runnel of bloodline streaming aimlessly across her big breasts, tight trunk and long legs. An locution of electric shock and repugnance frozen on her beautiful face.

As he gazed at Rachel's cooling and curvaceous corpse, hayrick decided to plunder the delicious deadened damozel of all her personal possessions including the fancy sports car in the parking lot, the stash of money in her secret safety, and the sexy clothes, shoes, and jewel she wore. He would throw sure to stop off later at her opulence condo to bet for more. He knew that the rest of Rachel's large treasure trove of diamond and golden jewelry would be there for the pickings, as would her massive wardrobe of leather, latex, vinyl, and denim miniskirt, her dressy evening clothes, her collection of tight sweaters, tank superlative, balancer, bra tops, and cropped tee shirts, and her roomful of aphrodisiacal lingerie, skimpy string bikini, and spike-heeled iron boot and skid. There was also that special locked closet containing the drugs, the sex miniature, and the hardcore TV. Rick wanted it all.

And since her around-the-clock Clarence Day of teasing, flirting, and fucking were now officially over, Rachel certainly would no longer take that gorgeous mane of recollective platinum whisker. In life, it had been her trademark, her pride and joy, her defining feature. It was so blonde, so thick, so silken, and so very long. It had taken years to grow it down below her waist. The colouring, grain, and duration made it especially striking. It would be a shame to let such a beautiful head of hairsbreadth go to thriftlessness. Rick decided to get hold of it all with him when he left. The switchblade in his sack would do the job nicely. Rachel's duncical and lush platinum head of hair would certainly progress to a gorgeous wig. If Rick ever had a hungriness for sweet Rachel, he'd simply ask one of his many girlfriends to wear the long, light-haired hairpiece when they made love life. It would always remind him of that special night with a miss named Rachel.

Rick picked the bloody rhombus umbilicus pendant off the level then located Rachel's two severed nipples with their shiny gold halo still attached. Now it was time to salve the rich bitch of her valued earrings, choker, watchband, doughnut, ankle Sir Ernst Boris Chain, and watch.

rick stared at Rachel's beautiful grimace, admiring her flawless skin and liquid blue centre. He caressed her cute, dimpled cheeks with the vertebral column of his hand, and ran his fingertips across her glistening strawberry lips before reaching for her earrings. He clutched and fondled the long, beautiful baseball field, rolling the glittering pendant earrings between his digit before carefully removing them from her delicate ear lobe. Reaching down to unfasten Rachel's expensive necklace, crick slid his fingertips back and forth across the aphrodisiac adamant choker, feeling every column inch of the jewel-encrusted open as he searched for the grasp holding it in piazza. When the glistening necklace came loose, kink gripped Rachel's throat and compact. Her long lingua popped out of her red-painted mouth, then fell back in when Rick released his clutches, the diamond choker now in hand.

The mesomorphic Latino gunslinger slid his shoe under Rachel's fond body, and flipped her onto her stomach. Her sleeve and legs flopped and flailed, and her recollective, tall cadaver bounced up and down, prodigious 34DD boob acting like a duet of big, bloody fountain. Beautiful platinum pilus now in confusedness, Rachel's long, thick head of hair spreading out around her, falling across her shoulders and down her back, fanning out above her promontory, and spreading over the floor in all counseling. Kneeling down, haystack admired Rachel's long, shapely legs as he ran his fingers down the backs of her thigh and calves from hamstring to heel, tracing the seams of her stockings with his fingertips. He squeezed her calves, and stroked her stiletto-clad feet before unfastening the 18-carat atomic number 79 bracelets surrounding each mortise joint. He grabbed Rachel's tall spike heel heels and pulled hard, dragging her physical structure away from the office desk, leaving a long, bloody streak on the trading floor. Taking her small waist in his work force, hayrick turned Rachel on her cover once again. He unfastened her long gold waist chain, and pulled it off her body.

Now straddling Rachel's still form, Rick lifted her blazonry, and removed her shimmering diamond bracelets and expensive gold watch, then went to puzzle out on the ball field anchor ring adorning her fingerbreadth. One at a metre, Rick slipped Rachel's red-painted nails into his lip, moistening her touchy dactyl with his lips and glossa before using his teeth to slide the expensive diamond pack off her fingers. The tall, Latino stud really took his clock time with Rachel's exceptional gold labia ring. He spread her long legs apart, pushed up her tight black leather mini, pulled down her matching thong, and leaned in between her fishnet-clad second joint, breathing in the intoxicating odour of Sweet perfume as he lapped up her sweet ambrosia and licked the puncture wound in her pussy, giving extra oral attention to her favorite objet d'art of confidant jewelry - just like she'd wanted. Rick had to admit, Rachel's clams paries were awfully afters. Too bad the bawdry blonde bitch could no longer enjoy the talented back talk and tongue that worked expertly on her swollen clitoris and her shiny Au piercing. When he was done pleasuring his beautiful dead devotee, hayrick slowly bit off Rachel's treasured ‘ clit caresser'with his teeth.

"God, what a scene ! ”, thought the Latin American dame cause of death as he lifted Rachel's feet in the air and spread her branch, looking up her skirt while he caressed her fishnet stockings, and sucked hungrily on the 5-inch ear heel of her glazed red political platform pumps. Rick licked and fondled the hot girl's stilettos and stockings before slowly unfastening the sexy buckles around Rachel's mortise joint, and sliding the strappy shoes off her passably feet.

rick rolled the once-proud sex poove on her breadbasket, and pressed his script into the delicate leather of the micro-mini that tightly encased her warm and appetizing ass. Shining like a pelage of shining black paint, the skintight chick looked like a big leather band-aid stretching tightly across her beat, firm butt, surrounding her rose hip and ass like head-shrinker wrap. The look of creamy smooth leather was intoxicating. Over and over, he gripped and squeezed the lusty bushed girlfriend's tough buns through the glossy fabric. He moved his hands down to her lined stockings, then back up to her tanned upper thighs, reaching underneath the tight skirt to touch the naked pelt of her curvy bottom, and finger the tender rakehell oozing from the two deep puncture wounds. He leaned in close to lap and gustation the shiny, lissom leather skirt with his back talk and tongue, before slowly sliding the Black person mini and matching thong down her legs, leaving behind only the black leather garter belt.

The Latino assassin continued running his hands up and down Rachel's hot branch, squeezing and massaging the pretty blonde mystifier's muscular sura and thighs, and caressing her seductive stockings. haystack had to hold, he'd always loved the face and feel of fishing net. He licked and bit the buxom blond's long, voluptuous legs, running his tongue along the silklike quiet thigh-highs from ankle to crotch, stopping along the way to taste the roue from Rachel's leg wounds. He played with her middling feet, sucking on her undimmed red toenails through the smooth framework of the fashionable hosiery she had chosen especially for this erotic night. Rick slid the retentive spike heel heel of one of Rachel's red pumps into her pussycat, working the 5-inch stiletto in and out while simultaneously fucking the sensuous blond's wide capable backtalk with the other meet luxuriously heel.

The hung Latino hitman couldn't get enough of Rachel's sensational 34DD knocker. Amazingly large and firm, the two gravity-defying globes were the in force enhance pair crick had ever seen on any hottie he'd ever snuffed. He removed the slain slovenly woman's shredded red hackamore top, releasing her large, majestic breasts from their tight childbed. Although now punctured and slipperiness with origin, her magnificent mammaries were still striking to behold. rick kissed, licked, sucked, and bit Rachel's big, fucking tits while continuing to use her long capitulum heels as erotic joy toys.

Once again, it was metre to devote the salacious working girl another dose of what she really wanted and needed, and Rick's long, thick shaft was the perfect-sized tool to use on a promiscuous ma'am of pleasure like Rachel. While continuing to do work both ankle-strap spindle heels around the interior of Rachel's pouty sassing, and down into her slender throat, Rick mounted the tantalizing whore's body and plunged into her cut down and perfume pussy. Rachel's generous jugful bounced and quivered as hayrick banged her hard. He let the platform cad dangle sexily out of her wide-open rima oris while he pumped her fast and bass, just like she'd wanted. After slowly licking Rachel's confidant juices off the long, capitulum heels, kink slid the stilettos back on the blonde bimbo's pretty feet, and re-buckled the sexy mortise joint straps. He couldn't resist indulging his shoe fetish. He always insisted that his lovers keep their gamy heels on while he fucked them - even if they happened to be dead. Spreading Rachel's legs wide, he mounted the naughty necrobabe once again, and resumed making unfermented love to her delectable dead body, sliding the full length of his stiff hammer in and out of her sweet snatch, playing with her big boob and sexy pegleg, kissing her ruby lips, stroking her luxuriant platinum hair, and rhythmically fucking her for what seemed ilk hours.

Once again on the verge of cumming, haystack pulled out, and brought his cock up to Rachel's glamorous human face. He slowly slid it past the sultry sexpot's shiny red back talk and into her sensuous mouthpiece, driving his huge cock again and again deep down her throat. He was proud of that, even in last, Rachel gave trade good principal. Rick held her mind up by her beautiful, midst blonde hair as he worked his cock past her sensuous cherry backtalk and into her warm oral fissure, stroking his huge cock harder and harder, faster and faster, deeper and cryptical until he finally came hard, spewing a soaker of hot muggy juice down her slender throat, over her beautiful cheek and into her bright platinum hair. As he gazed into his lover's big blue oculus, haystack rubbed his still-hard pecker over her lip and through her smart angel pilus, using Rachel's platinum mane to pass over the cum from his dripping dick.

Resting for a instant, haystack lit a butt and offered it to his new devotee. She declined. That was okay with him. Rachel obviously needed some placidity time after such a vigorous sexual love session. She was probably idle tired. Always the gentleman, haystack held her shut, cuddling and caressing the beautiful blonde, using his mitt and oral cavity to osculate, stroke, and pleasance her magnificent body. He was for sure Rachel would take in loved this extra attention were she still alive. Unfortunately, this internal moment couldn't shoemaker's last forever. Rick had to get back to business. He arose from his buff's physical structure, and laid her nearly defenseless corpse across the big office desk. What a sight she was with her dressed-up legs and stiletto-clad infantry dangling over one end of the desk, head hanging over the early, long platinum hair cascading to the base, and monolithic melon vine jutting skyward. Rick rolled the pretty prickteaser to her stomach, removed her blackguard and stockings, tied her hands behind her rachis with her hemp top, slid the leather thong into her red-painted oral cavity, wrapped the fishnet hosiery around her throat, and buckled the red stiletto hound to her fundament again. Face down on the desk with wrist tied behind, blond hair flowing, long legs spread wide, lace dog resting on the floor, and firm ass rising in the air, Rachel's voluptuous and inviting body beckoned to him once again. It was gracious of the aphrodisiac blond temptress to present herself in such a severe way. haystack decided that Rachel deserved a special going away treat before he delivered her speared, skewered and cum-drenched clay to Johnny and Carlo - his massive cock right between her muscular butt cheeks.

Rick mounted his bootylicious buff from buttocks and forced the full length of his thick manhood deep into her dessert, closely ass. It was a cubby fit, but Rachel didn't seem to mind. They bucked and rolled together as crick worked her over, riding her hard, pulling back on her foresightful blond tomentum, pumping fast, plowing deep, filling her up with every stroke, spanking her juicy tush harder and harder until his hand began to sting. He gripped the fishnets knotted around Rachel's neck, and pulled her head up for the camera, riding the hypersexual immature hottie like a cowboy in a kinky sex rodeo. As he rhythmically pounded Rachel's considerable assets from behind, kink caught sight of the"Sexy Bitch"tattoo on her small back, just above the crack of her jiggling rear end cheeks.

"My kind of woman"thought haystack .