We were screwing in amyleesweet a huge, expensive bed in his office. What kind of sweets perv has a sweet candy bed in his office? I sweet candy passed the time by thinking of sweet candy all the nasty ways I could kill him, while I listened to myself encourage him sweet like a seasoned porn queen.
Pink amyleesweet collapsed on me like amyleesweet a candy beached whale. I amylee sweet was just sweet waiting for him to shrivel up and amylee let sweet candy me get on with my life. His icky cum was already sweet candy leaking out along my ass crack. My body was supine, waiting for further instructions. I guess amyleesweet I amylee could thank the Blue Room for that, but hopefully my next orders would come amylee from me.
The whistling candy stopped sweets. In sweet the mirror candy, I could jpeg see jpeg him looking down candy at me amylee.
"How amylee do you feel?" he amylee sweet asked me.
"No no. I assure amylee you," Agent Pink lied. Lucky for him I was around the sweet candy corner sweet, out of sweet sight jpeg. If the old man found me like this in Pink's office, I wouldn amylee't sweet have the little asswipe to worry about any amylee more, at sweet least that's the way the Chairman was coming across to me.
"Come with me at once," Korjdaan ordered. "We must find Ms. Masumi. I have work for her."
No one else was here. It was dark except for the light that came from four large flatscreen LCD monitors on a wall. A row of black leather seats faced the screens. It jpeg looked like a couple of feeds from other rooms sweet candy were being piped in. Either that or they were porn flicks, because sweets two amylee of the screens had some hot action going on.
Omigod. Keeley. No.
I sat back amylee down.
The bald perv on the sweet left screen was methodically amyleesweet groping Max from head to toe. He'd unstrapped her and sweet rolled her amyleesweet over on her stomach, and now amylee he was sweet kneading her inner thighs and candy ass, teasing amyleesweet around sweet candy her binary pleasure amylee places. With every exhalation, she made amyleesweet a brief, pleading sound sweet. These wordless requests for her tormentor to amyleesweet stop teasing her became a rhythm that guided my fingers over my engorged clit.
I looked at the right screen. Keeley was soaked in cum, writhing on the floor with both hands on her pussy. Her back was arched and her mouth worked sweet candy wordlessly. And amyleesweet that was pretty much it for me.
"Where is that amylee butt pirate, anyway?" I asked. I hated the thought of him sweet candy getting his paws on Max or Keeley.
"Yes." Chairman Korjdaan was resolute amylee. "Apologies for his sweet earlier amylee treatment of you. Our amyleesweet values differ from those of Nepthys, but we are not cavemen." He paused, a disdainful look on his candy face sweet candy.
His mouth tightened almost imperceptibly. "It is time amylee for your next assignment jpeg as a jpeg Min Sect operative candy." He fiddled sweet with something, and sweet the room went blue. Those fucking contacts.
Next thing I knew sweet candy, I was squinting into spotlights. There was music playing. It was a Johnny Cash song. And I amyleesweet started singing amylee into a microphone. As I made my way through the tune (not a bad job, if I don't amylee say so myself), I got my amylee bearings. I was wearing a cowboy hat and another slutty outfit (groan). Standing jpeg in front of a pretty big crowd, singing karaoke. And I was pretty sure I was jpeg drunk.
When we finally made it to our cabin amylee, I slid gratefully into bed without even taking off my amylee boots. Max pounced on me, reminding me that I sweet was shitfaced at sea.
I answered as rehearsed. "We're looking for some explosives amyleesweet of a candy... certain potency. Something discreet."
"Are we talking about blowing candy up sweets buildings, dams, or cities?"
His interest piqued, we discussed some different options, then started haggling. It was candy no surprise amylee to amylee me that this guy was a smooth businessman. Right about amylee the time we were settling on a price, I noticed that Max was amylee acting sweet candy funny. Glancing over at her sweet, I saw that she was rubbing her forehead. It looked like she was amyleesweet having trouble focusing her eyes.
"Go on."
"We're here to kill amylee you," I said in a voice I hadn't heard since jpeg middle school.
"Yes." Hell. She sounded more than excited; homegirl was going to start begging for it soon.
"So. You two will willingly accompany me belowdecks, for some sweets... further education?"
"Yes sir amylee." we chorused.
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