Mission 1 : Cuba


Humiliation, Interracial, Latina, Teen
My name is Ralph A. I am a hitman with a small twist. I get paid to rape a target, not for killing them. contractor typically have people they want humiliated for various intellect political, crook, or economic.

I boarded a plane from my airport in the US An envelope I received earlier that day had my prey. A drug Lord in Cuba had a daughter getting marry soon. My job was to humiliate the crime syndicate by leaving her a eastward child. The don owned a vinery as a screening up for his drug concern. Tomorrow he was holding a party which was my chance to get in.

I arrived in Cuba were an airport actor gave me another envelope. I went to the drome cafe and opened it. inside was a depiction of the objective. She was a Latino teen. She had opprobrious hair and brown middle. Her skin was that nice coppery tan that Latinas have. Her titty were big but not gigantic. Her married man would have been a lucky man. My tool grew as I knew I would be penetrating her tomorrow.

I arrived at 10:00 the next morning at the vineyard. The company had already started. I knew I had to get to her before dejeuner. I walked off to the side of the construction. A ring member sat beneath a tree diagram with a shotgun keeping watch. I sat next to him and struck up conversation. When he was n't looking I slipped a knife in his costa and killed him quick.

Then I grabbed his undershirt and that and put them over my clothes. A heavy box was nearby. I through his corpse inside. I did n't rile with the shotgun. It would have been to loud. I walked into the vinery courtyard. No one questioned me as I strolled through. I went through a gate into another courtyard. No one was hear but guard. The house had elise guards stationed outside. My disguise would n't cede me access. I saw a side house. I walked over and went inside.

A door led into the ease of the family. I peeked through the room access. An elite safeguard was coming this way. I picked up a nearby shell and dropped it with a crash then hid in a closet. When the guard came in I stabbed him from behind. I took his flack waistcoat, cap, and holster then shoved him into the closet.

I then walked around the house and looked for the girl. I went upstairs. The room at the end of the mansion house seemed like it may be a bedchamber. The drug lords room was obviously the one with posted guard. I headed the speech sound of a violoncello from his room. I proceeded to walk past to the next way. I carefully opened the door. There she was. Calophyllum longifolium Lopez according to my file. I slowly walked in and closed the door behind me.

Calophyllum longifolium sat at a computer desk with her back towards me. I slowly approached. The pestiferous trollop was watching porn. It appeared to be some BDSM garbage. I almost laughed because she was about to experience something standardized. I grabbed a hankie from my pocket to muffle her. I the quickly wrapped it around her mouthpiece and muffled her sounds. I tied it off and grabbed her hands which I bound with a rope. I grabbed her visible light frame and threw her on her bed facial expression up so I could see her eyes. She tried to kick but I grabbed and tied her legs too.

She was terrified but was powerless. I grabbed the bottom of her little pink blouse and ripped it off. Then I grabbed her skirt and pulled it off. She was wearing some slutty knock lingerie. I unbuttoned her bra and revealed her perfective tense titmouse. I loved them I grabbed one and pinched it hard leaving a red mark. But my front-runner piece of a fille is the pussy. I grabbed her pantie and slipped them down her slender pegleg. Her plane adolescent pussy was wet from her porn.

My cock was rock concentrated. I unzipped my pants and took my member out. Her eye were filled with dreadful actualisation. Her breasts were often to small for a titty nookie and her oral cavity was gagged so I went straight for the snatch. It was tight and felt wonderful with her wet juices. I slammed her so difficult she winced with each blow. I grabbed a tit in each helping hand and squeezed as fast as I could. She cried. Tears streaked her face and ran mascara down her cheeks.

I fucked her for only a pair arcminute when she came against her will. Her eyes rolled back into her skull and she tried to moan through the handkerchief. As I continued to smash her with all my might she came a mo time. Her juices flowed all over my rooster and her bedsheets. Her body shook with both joy and pain.

I was finally cook to cum. I pushed harder and deeper hitting the backbone of her vagina. Then I felt my semen eject into her. I slowly pulled out. She lay there ineffective to move, defeated and crying like a baby. White drops of cum began to drip from her slit. I pulled out my phone and took a picture of the henpecked little slut. My first mission was a succeeder. I left her nude statue and with cum dripping out of her vagina.

I exited the room and went back to the side family. In turning went back outside of the vineyard and changed back into everyday clothes. I went back at bottom and had some cheese and wine. Little did Mr Lopez know the rapist of his daughter was eating his cheese and wine-coloured at his own party. After getting a overnice meal and wassail I left.

At my hotel I received an email. $ 100,000 were wired to my money box story and there was a link to a newsprint clause. `` Calophyllum longifolium Lopez raped in her home. '' My adjacent military mission would be in a week. Tomorrow I head back to the states .
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