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The Mafia And The Journalist Of Seduction – Part 2 (Alisha Auctioned) free porn video
That’s when Alisha noticed she was standing with another 3 women dressed in almost the same pink dress, same red lipstick. But the main part was everyone had the exact same necklace right with the diamond pendant dangling right between the breasts at the cleavage.
All of them were high-end escorts, and she was among them now.
“Oh, damn! What have I got into,” Alisha said.
Alisha and the 3 other women were told to walk into the VIP lounge by the bouncer showing off his gun. Alisha quietly followed them. She would die if her cover was blown. After all, the camera on her necklace was recording everything.
The VIP lounge was humongous with a ramp at the middle, surrounded by posh cushioned couches. There were four people seated on separate couches protected by their henchmen holding pistols. The dimly lit room made sure none of their faces were visible, but their guns shined.
Alisha and the other three ladies were made to stand on the elevated ramp 2 feet apart. Alisha standing last, behind the other three. She whispered at them, “What the hell is going on here?” But no one even bothered to care!
“Let the auction begin, number one base price one lakh,” came an announcement from the corner of the room. Alisha got a deep numb feeling from her stomach. She was getting auctioned like a prostitute. She wanted to weep, but she held on.
“There would be some way, there will be, I have to get out.” Her brain was trembling. She couldn’t afford to run as they would simply shoot her dead. Alisha was the fourth, the first woman was confidently showing off her dancing moves to get a raise.
Time went too slow, Alisha was trembling. She almost cried when the first was sold for 1.5 lakh. She had already jumped on to her master and started rubbing his crotch. The second and third were sold out quickly that too to the same person!
Alisha rubbed her eyes as she was lit up with lights from all across the room. The buyers always want to have a good look at the product. She didn’t move, she didn’t speak. She stood there like a statue expecting they wouldn’t want a useless woman for whatever purpose they were buying.
“10 lakhs for this one,” Alisha shivered as she heard it. A man from got up from one of the couches and walked towards her. She noticed his face as he came into the light, a face not that easily forgettable. Always on the paper, always accused of one or the other crime but never acquitted of anything.
David John, he was just 30 years old. He was the son of John, one of the most notorious men during the 1990s. John was shot dead by the police, his wife and 2 kids had escaped to Thailand. But David quickly took his father’s throne, brutally finishing of any competition and the police.
Legally he was clean, but the whole world knew he ran the underworld. He was the kingpin.
David said, “You are my property now!” offering his hand to Alisha. She couldn’t comprehend what was happening. She was bought for an amount all the other escorts envied. Alisha held his hand and walked down the ramp. Before she could react, David’s palm was on her right ass cheek.
“Is it just you, or none of them are wearing any panties?” David asked as he was squeezing Alisha’s ass over her clothes. Alisha didn’t reply. She just gave a disgusted smile.
All the other escorts were devouring their respective masters. One even had cum all over her face.
David: We better get going before this becomes an orgy.
Alisha: Yes, please.
David: So, you can talk!
David smiled like a kid with a Christmas gift. He was supposed to be cruel blood lusted man. He has lusted obviously. David and Alisha walked slowly to his car.
All the time, his hand was right over her ass. She could feel his fingers trying to find her crack. His matte black SUV came by. The driver winked at him.
David: Ladies, first!
He said, holding the door open. Alisha knew she was either going to end up in a coffin or David’s bed. But if she played along, if she acted like what they thought she was, she could maybe expose the whole network.
Alisha wasn’t a virgin, but she was neither a prostitute. Maybe, if she slept with him today, she could be the one bringing down the whole underworld. Perfectly silent inside the car except for the sound of some old movie song, Alisha couldn’t remember.
Before she could remember, David’s hand slithered into her legs, running between her thighs. Alisha grabbed his hand with both her hands, but he was already there. Gently he touched her upper pussy area. His forefinger ran down tiny clit.
“No,” Alisha moaned and tried to push his hand away from her sweet spot between her legs. David never wasted time, he was moving forward with his forefinger and mid finger. His finger had found her hole within seconds. Both fingers were inside.
Alisha arched backward, cupping her mouth with her hand to stop her moans. She could see the driver giggling through the mirror, she was sure she wasn’t the first one to get her pussy filled with David’s fingers, maybe even more! David moved his fingers in and out vigorously as Alisha cupped her mouth.
“Why am I wet? I am being used like a slut, and why do I enjoy this?” Alisha thought. Her grip on his wrist was feeble, she was spreading her legs wider to let him finger her. He curved his fingers inside her vagina and traced her g-spot. It was a rather rough touch.
Alisha moaned out loud, holding the handgrip at her side of the window. “So you aren’t a silent one,” David laughed as he said it. Alisha could even hear the laughter of the driver. She didn’t bother anymore, she had never felt this good, and she didn’t even know she had a g spot.
Alisha was now pushing herself into his hands, she wanted to feel it again. David rubbed her g spot every time his fingers went in and out of her pussy. Alisha no longer silenced her moans, she was louder and louder as he increased pace.
Alisha squeezed his palm with her thigh arched backward. She moved her waist rhythmically with David’s fingers.
Alisha let out a moan, she was very close to her climax. Her wide lips with reddish lipstick glistened as she opened her mouth. Sweat droplets on her upper lip, eyes closed Alisha gave out a long deep moan. Her liquids flowed down to her thighs, David’s fingers were .
Wait, his entire palm was wet. Alisha, in her entire life, had never cum like this!
“Who are you?” Alisha asked, still recovering the tiresome orgasm. David sat there, sucking of Alisha’s juices from his fingers. He grinned, there was more to do with her than just fingering.
To be continued.
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