We have not located La Contessa. Repeat, no visual on La Contessa.”He paused before keying the mic again, surveying the smoke and rubble.“She’s ...down there, Hernando. With the film crew! And THEM!”Contessa Helena de San Finzione and Mander emerged from the theater. Good One and the other survivor to this point were still shooting it out with Larry Compton’s Policia escort. When they changed magazines, La Policia gunned down his companion, leaving only Good One left. He looked to the theater. Sach hai naMem : yes marwathiSardar : kon thri pathi seMem : nahi aap jaise sardar lok seUsne yehi sune tho meri leggins ke upar se meri gand me chummi liya.Mem : afi chalthe hai.Husband aane wala hoga.Sardar : isko tho jara tanda kar ke jao.Mem : kise koi aayengeSardar : koi nahi aayega.Thum leggins aur panty neeche karke goddi hojao.Ek sal ke uper ki pani jana hua hai.Pura theri pudhi me daldungaSex andha kardethi hai karke thab patha chali.Kyom ki use jadha mem chahthi dhi use karwane ko.Mem. I see the reflection of my lavishly made-up eyes widen over my cockgag, fearing what she might do next. She seems to sense my trepidation;my fear making Miss Debra even more excited and amused as she stepsdirectly behind me, jiggling the bell and o-ring of the cock dildoimpaling my bottom. She moves in close. I can feel her soft warm breathon my neck, causing the hair on the back of my neck to stand up. Everylittle atom in my body stands at attention before Miss Debra. The soundand feel of her. Both of us barefoot, I felt like a giantess as she stretched up on her toes to kiss me. I was eight inches taller than Sandra but if she was intimidated by my height she didn't show it. She was in total control as both her hands found my breasts. Cupping, caressing... Pushing my tits up, she didn't need to bend much to find my nipples with her mouth. My legs were shaking as a tongue tip circled my nipple. Reaching, I touched the hard nipple of her small breast as she tongued mine before sucking.