"No lying. No backstabbing. This is how organized crime should be. Tell the boys to pack up. It's time to go."She nodded and despite her heeled boots ...moved away without making a sound on the grit covered concrete. A grunt drew his attention to the right. Henrik was down on his hands and knees. Over him stood a woman. She was dressed in a form fitting white outfit with a spray of black starts that marched diagonally across her torso. A white mask with jagged black line that encompassed her eyes. She was also enjoying.The softness of a female body and smoothness of a waxed skin adds to an already sensuous mood. The cold Ooty weather made it all become more romantic.The erotic pleasure was at a peak, then she pulled out my cock (6′) and kept on jerking slowly moving the foreskin and with a quick jerk, she pulled the skin back. Joyful hurting. She gave me a look, that all men crave for.Had never enjoyed blowjob like that. She wasn’t a pro but that was the real beauty of the moment. I held. Somehow. She was having trouble coming to terms with it and it was messing things up. It had already screwed up her harem, with her uncertainty being taken out on her two male concubines.Thinking back, she remembered how things had gotten really uncomfortable with her harem by the time she had received a request for her to volunteer to be reassigned as an unarmed combat instructor to the Ares. The request had come from a Dux Hansen, who she had never met or even heard of. She also had to ask. Thin lines of white spilled out of her mouth and onto her pumping hands; one trickled from the corner of her mouth, down her cheek, and dripped off her chin onto her leg.When he was finished, Ian exhaled heavily. "Wow," he said, panting. "Just wow. That was incredible, darling." Jess found herself beaming with pride as she let go of Ian's cock and let it slide out of her mouth, using her fingers to scoop up the excess spunk and licking them clean.Ian stood up straight and extended a hand to.