I said I still want to play with those soft bums. Swathi then turned laying on her stomach put my hands on her butt and said “lo ab jee bhar khelo b...ums se” I put my both palms on her bums and started pressing them all over. She was responding with soft moans aaaaaaahhhhhhh aaaahhhhhhh aaaaahhhhh. Then I asked her “Laddu mujhe tumhare bums dekhna hai” (I want to see your butt). Swathi replied, “Acha baba dekhlo Maine mana thodi kiya tumko”. I slowly lifted her nighty up till her waist. I could. He had short wild brown hair, deep green eyes and a short haired beard. ”My name is Lucas. The Master sent me.” He spoke with a slight German accent. “Please come in.” I closed the door after he entered and was about to ask if he would like anything to drink when there was another knock at the door. Standing out side was a tall elegant European woman of about 28 years of age in a very low cut silk dress the color of bl**d with matching 4 inch heels. She had black eyes, very pale skin and dark. With one hand Candy fondled my tits and with the other teased my pussy through my panties."Wow, babe, you're so wet."I got closer to her and returned the favor, unhooking her lacy black bra, exposing her large, hard tits. She was still playing with my pussy, making it wet her hand. Candy then pulled her thong off, exposing her shaved pussy. "Eat it, hun."She sat down on the couch and spread her legs. I crawled over and licked and sucked on her pussy. She moaned and released a small amount of. Especially when we’re on the job. And every time we kill I feel like a little bit more of my humanity slips away, till someday I’ll have become this ruthless monster with no morals and no dreams except to destroy. And I fear that when that day comes I wont have the will to end it all then and there. Like a man. Sometimes I think about leaving it all behind me and starting over. But I know it could never be that easy. Mr. Isaac would never let it be that easy. No one just up and leaves his.