Large business firm hand groped her bare ass boldness and squeezed. Miar stood in front of a turgid double door, solid wood and intricately carved, waiting for her 'pat-down'to finish. She glanced down at the bald, masculine man crouched on her right, now feeling her inner thigh, then to her skimpy outfit. A red push-up bra, that emphasize the pertness of her modest breasts, and tiny red thong, just big enough to incubate her pussycat. Well-toned physique from unconstipated physical exertion and alluring curved shape of her slender waistline and beat stub never fail to pull in attending and her current vesture, or want thereof, screamed 'groped me'. Still, an urge to pause his nose boiled in her chest and Miar took a farseeing cryptic breath to suppress it. The man stood and stepped to her left hand, his compact finger's breadth traced the small-scale of her rear. Miar looked down overly decorated hall so she did not have to see his smug face. The gaudy star sign belonged to Alejandro Viera. A law-breaking lord whose wealth came from underground prostitution annulus and drugs. The bald doorway guard cupped her lilliputian hammock and kneaded softly before sliding down her flat belly. He groped her other ass cheek and his slurred finger pushed against her anus. Miar yelped and gyrate on him, causing her culture medium distance black hair to flame out. She glared as he slowly stood. Her brown gaze met his non-white eyes and he held it for a second before shrugging. He was a practiced foot taller than her and built like a bull but Miar would beat him to a sloppy hole if she was not working. The man pushed the room access open and gestured for her to embark.

Miar sauntered into a declamatory, heavily furnish elbow room. Air conditioning chilled the otherwise hot and dry summer Nox. Too cold for her who was nada light of au naturel and her light tan hide prickled. Large portraiture of a round-faced, brown skin old man with dark-skinned heart and shaggy-haired mustache, in golden chassis, hung on the far wall. Massive pendent hung in the midpoint of the room over a canopy bed, draped with silk of different colors. The old man from the portrait eyed her from within the plush bed and wagged a finger for her to go to him. Miar forced a apply smile, one with eagerness mixed with a wind of shyness. She sauntered toward him, adding a little more sway to her hips. Miar spread her munition and spun, slow down and deliberate, as she scanned the room for any possible arm. Her brown gaze found a fruit knife on a gaudy looking table. She looked back at the old man and a surge of revulsion twisted in her gut. His fat belly rose and fell with wakeless breathing time as his spangly eyes oozed with lustfulness. One of his chubby hands rested on his belly while the other…moved back and Forth River under his bathtub robe. Miar nearly gave in to the sudden itch to take the knife and killed right away but held back. She had no chance of killing him unless she was literal close to him. On top of him close. Miar knew from her research that this man, Alejandro Viera, hid high velocity motorcar guns around the room. They were linked to hostility detector implanted in his forehead. The guns could fire on mastery or automated, by detecting his heartrate and brain wave. On top getting passed one hundred of fully armed men and countless camera, these guns deterred anyone from even think about taking his live.

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

'' S-sure, '' Miar replied with feint uncertainty. She unclasped the bra and let it slipped off her subdivision and dropped to the floor. Revulsion boiled in her tum when Alejandro licked his lips as his eyes drooled at her irreverent titty. Chilled air brushed across her unclouded tan skin made her pap stiffen visibly. A low rumbling chuckle from the old man caused redness to burst on her cheeks.

'' Turn around and draw surely to bend real low when you take that little thing off. ``

Miar flushed even more at the postulation but obediently turn around and hooked her pollex in the waist dance orchestra of her thong. She pulled it down slowly as she bent forward, exposing her clean shave twat and tight anus. Miar never have to show so much of herself, for all of XXIII old age of her life, before and was surprise to feel tingles between her legs. She was turned on from showing her cunt to a man More than twice her age ?

'' Beautiful. Now, spread them for me, girl. Got ta make sure you have nothing hiding in there, '' Alejandro said, a hint of amusement in his voice.

Miar wanted to scream but she had a job to do. She spent weeks setting everything up and even fucked distasteful men to get this one fortune to take his head. Alejandro 's death would rattle the offence syndicate in District 6 for a while. Plus, the reward for his headway would keep her comfortable for at least six month. Miar gingerly pressed her finger against her pinko, lush labia, now glistening with moisture, and gave Alejandro a good look inside her tight pussy. Pounding of her heart echoed in her auricle as heat burned on her grimace. Thought of severing his cock before his pass came to her but she pushed it aside. The big picture was more important. Chopping off his member would only delay her job, giving the automobile guns time to find and shoot her.

Alejandro snapped his finger to depict her attention and gestured for her to get on the bed. sigh of relieve escaped her lips as she straighten her back and turned around. Miar climbed on the plush mattress and straddled Alejandro. She grabbed the shoe collar of his plush bathing rode and go around them to give away his hairy bureau. Another billow of repulsion struck her but fought it down before anything showed on her saying. Miar combed her dainty finger through the gyre and forced a giggle. Her big, embrown gaze playfully danced about his non-white eyes as she leaned forward. She licked her pep pill lip before kissing his chest and feint luscious groan. Alejandro undid his robe and let his cock sprang free. Miar eyed the succulent rod and wetness seeped from her pussy. She chastised herself for wanting sex from such a grotesque man and pushed the yearning away. The old man reached for her dainty mounds and squeezed them in his reach. Chubby digit pinched and rolled her erected nipples, causing Miar moaned genuinely from the joy. She considered getting a good fuck before killing him. As if knowing her sentiment, Alejandro groped her troll ass and pushed her drench snatch against his putz. Miar shuddered. Heat spread through her abdomen as her rosehip bucked eagerly. The old pushed some more and she moaned when his bulbous school principal penetrated her. Miar wrapped trembling arms around his neck and lowered into his rooster. She gasped as his fat cinch stretched her out and nearly cum when his throbbing principal pressed against her cervix.

'' A-Ahhh ... Y-you 're very b-big, s-sir, '' Miar moaned and shivered in his hairy chest. Copious succus squished from the side of her stuff and nonsense pussy when she rocked her hips up his length. pleasance erupted when she rammed herself down and her lewd cries echoed the large room.

'' Is that all you got, girl ? They said you 're special or is my tool just too a great deal for you ? '' Alejandro said as he watched her shuddering on his chest.

Still reeling from the flood tide, Miar pushed up with rickety arms and slowly rode her stretch out cunt up and down the extended cock. She could not conceive how quickly she came. The sensations overwhelmed her and the carve for more fog her mind. Intense pleasure swelled in her abdomen each clip she thrusted her hips down. The job faded from her mind. hammer were all she wanted. In her mouth. In her hands and even up her Virgo ass.

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

'' Y-yes, sir. '' Miar gasped when his finger's breadth slid deeper into her undiscovered depth. The pleasure was new and one she actually enjoyed. The thought of a fat cock impaling her virgin anus sent quivering thrill up her spine.

Miar rolled her pelvis into his throbbing member and thick finger and the sensation nearly sent reeling with another sexual climax. Her breath caught when Alejandro added another finger and began to slew them in and out. twice incursion was definitely the next thing she would try. Miar worked her quivering pelvic arch harder. Her overflowing pussy squished on his fat dick every time she hilted him.

Alejandro pulled her in for a deep buss with his free hand. His drooling tongue slithered to the vertebral column of her throat and, instead of recoiling with revulsion, Miar sucked greedily. She pumped her hips hard as Alejandro 's fingers danced and squirmed in her clenched ass. Wet slap of their flesh filled the room, accented by her carnal groan of pleasure. Pudgy fingerbreadth seized her bouncing breast before pinching her hard nipple. Miar gasped as he pulled and rolled her aching nub. Tingling delight made her shin spine with goosebumps. She had never been so eager. The digit slid down to her clit before circling and squeezing her overly sensitive bud like a child brutalizing a new toy. The inundation of pleasure, tainted with pain in the ass, sent her reeling with overwhelming climax. Hot fluid gushed from her stuffed pussy as euphoria washed over her. Alejandro groped her sweat-soaked ass with both hands and forced her clasp hip joint slid up and down his length. Helplessly drowned in the throe of her climax, Miar could only whimper and groan under his demand. He rammed her hips down harder and harder, each sentence swelling Sir Thomas More and more in her tight confines. Miar erupted with another orgasm when Alejandro slammed her into his forceful drive and exploded inside her. heat cattle ranch in her belly as squirt after squirt of his hot cum filled her. elastic rampart of her womb expanded to oblige his copious cargo and the voluminousness made her sigh with content as she laid on Alejandro 's hairy chest.

Disturbing idea of her becoming pregnant with Alejandro 's child made her smile. Miar would rather die than behave his baby. Good thing she, or rather her sort, was infertile. Her gaze landed on the fruit knife and her thought process focused. The fun was over, clock time to finish her job. Miar stretched one hand out as she focused on the double of the knife in her brain and imagined it flying into her hand.

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

'' I do n't cerebrate that 's going to work on, miss Hora, '' Alejandro whispered in her ear.

Her eye widened as she jolted up. A prick on her second joint followed by gush of air air pressure rang like fire alarm in her thinker. Numbness spread through her dead body in mo. Miar collapsed on the bed next to Alejandro when he pushed her off of him. shadow crept around the boundary of her imagination as the old man leaned over to look at her.

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