She wanted to stop, but her imagination had convinced her that it was his hand rubbing on her pussy. She gasped as her middle finger slid into her wet... hole, but she quickly pulled herself out of her daydream. She sucked the juice off her finger and caught her breath. “I have to stop,” she thought. She ran her hand through her hair and continued to rub lotion on herself. She finished with the lotion and put it back on the dresser before skipping back to bed. She jumped in and only covered. Late 20s, early 30s. Salesman. Building his career. Hair plastered back by god-knows-what grooming product. A possible. Four guys for him, though? The single mother could take that guy. Hell, her five-year-old daughter looks capable of putting him on the floor. Woman. Single, or at least sitting by herself. Mid to late 20s. In shape. Excellent shape, by the look of her. Athletic, but curvy. Brown hair, probably brown eyes. A woman alone. Bingo! One of the predators separated himself from the. Now I was looking for opportunities to persuade her to sleep with me. I also started taking interest in knowing about her personal life from Bela and my eyes started twinkling the moment Bela told me that she is not satisfied with her Husband. So, now my mind started planning to screw her and give her all she wants but does not get from husband.So, I decided to stay at home in afternoon whenever there was no work and I also used to schedule shootings either in early morning/ evening. One day I. Koko didn't seem bothered at all and walked with a hip swaying swagger arm in arm with her naked Korean woman. As they reached the stunning colonnaded residency they heard a volley of gun shots from the cell area followed by single coup de gra rounds. Koko didn't even slow her pace as the sound echoed then faded.The prisoners were dead.Koko's quarters were amazingly luxurious. The room was all creams and pastels the centre piece a massive bed. There was a huge ice bucket with champagne bottle.