SERVED COLD
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She blew into my office like an ill wind. All cleavage, legs and bad attitude. She made quite the entrance. Strawberry blonde, beautiful were it not for the ice chip eyes and the red lipstick slash of a mouth that kept spouting insults and curses at the rate of a hundred per minute.
She stood with a hand on hip, the other red-nailed, waving about like a talon accentuating every curse.
"You lousy no-good piece of shit, Micky!" she hissed. Angry looked good on her. All pouts and heaving bosom. "He knows. He fuckin knows about us and-"
"Calm down, Dolores," I interrupted from behind my desk. "You're gonna give yourself a stroke and-"
Her cold blue eyes went colder. Oh shit. I knew that look. She reached into her clutch bag and brought up a thirty-two revolver.
Boom!
"Fuck me!" I wailed, ducking behind my desk.
Boom, boom, boom!
I had Dolores bent over my desk, her long nylon clad legs spread, her shoulders down and my hands cupping her beautiful big tits.
I moved my hands to her hips and she pushed her ass back, taking me balls deep into her wet pussy- I pumped my cock into her driving her to a leg quivering orgasm.
I pulled out and she spun around, gasping and panting she squatted in her high heels and took me into her perfect lipstick O of a mouth.
Jesus, she was good, working my cock with her fingers as she deep-throated me to a climax- her head bobbed up and down and I cupped those spectacular tits in my hands and moments later I came in her eager mouth - she kept working me for a moment even though my legs were shaking, dribbling my cum and her saliva down my twitching cock as she pulled her mouth away.
"What the fuck, Dolores," I said, putting her thirty-two in a desk drawer. "If it wasn't that you shoot for shit you could have killed me."
"I was trying to kill you," she said from a battered sofa on which she lay.
"Bit fuckin harsh don't you think?" I continued.
She let the thin blanket that covered her drop to the floor, swung her long legs over the edge of the sofa and opened them.
"Stop complaining, come over here," she said, spreading her labia. "And make that smart mouth of yours useful."
I did.
I licked that beautiful pussy like it was a melting ice cream on a hot day. She lay back and put those long legs over my shoulders, strumming her pussy lips as I sucked on the hard nub of her clit.
And I was that busy eating her out that I never heard the door to my office open- Dolores let out a sudden gasp and I thought I was the cause of it but then I heard the hammer of a revolver clicking back and felt the cold steel of a barrel behind my right ear.
"Take yer mouth off of my wife's pussy," ordered Jimmy Calbone, under boss to the Carpechie crime family.
I stopped what I was doing mid-lick.
"This isn't what it looks like, Jimmy," I said. "I can explain and-"
"How're you gonna explain away der fact that yer face deep in pussy?" interrupted Calbone. "My wife's pussy and-"
"Jimmy, don't hurt him," said Dolores. "Please don't -"
"Shut the hell up!" snapped Calbone. "You don't get to talk. I oughta smack that mouth of yours shut. Have you had it on this asshole's dick? Have you?"
My mind was racing, trying to think of some way out of the situation-- not much you can do though when your face deep in gangster wife pussy and he's got a gun to your head.
I was pretty much fucked.
"We're gonna go down to the docks, Micky," snarled Calbone, jabbing the revolver into my ear. "We're gonna have a little talk about morals and how you shouldn't be going down on another man's wife and then you're gonna pick out a barrel and yer going in it and into the river."
I really was fucked.
"But first, you piece of shit," continued Calbone. "You get to watch me tune this bitch up and adjust her attitude a little."
I made my move as he took the revolver from my head. Fucking pointless because his right hand man- Big Tony- smashed me to the floor and a series of blows to my k**neys left me gasping and curled up into a ball.
I rolled over and tried to get up- I made it to my knees.
"Hold that piece of shit," ordered Calbone. "You made this happen to her, Micky. You."
Big Tony gripped me and it didn't matter how much I struggled-- Big Tony could give King Kong a run for his money.
Calbone went to work on his wife.
Calbone strode into the warehouse, seemingly without a care in the world despite only hours earlier beating his wife u*********s.
"This prick picked out a barrel?" he asked, all smiles. It never ended well if Calbone was smiling.
His henchmen laughed.
Fuck them and fuck him. I wasn't going out like this.
She stood with a hand on hip, the other red-nailed, waving about like a talon accentuating every curse.
"You lousy no-good piece of shit, Micky!" she hissed. Angry looked good on her. All pouts and heaving bosom. "He knows. He fuckin knows about us and-"
"Calm down, Dolores," I interrupted from behind my desk. "You're gonna give yourself a stroke and-"
Her cold blue eyes went colder. Oh shit. I knew that look. She reached into her clutch bag and brought up a thirty-two revolver.
Boom!
"Fuck me!" I wailed, ducking behind my desk.
Boom, boom, boom!
I had Dolores bent over my desk, her long nylon clad legs spread, her shoulders down and my hands cupping her beautiful big tits.
I moved my hands to her hips and she pushed her ass back, taking me balls deep into her wet pussy- I pumped my cock into her driving her to a leg quivering orgasm.
I pulled out and she spun around, gasping and panting she squatted in her high heels and took me into her perfect lipstick O of a mouth.
Jesus, she was good, working my cock with her fingers as she deep-throated me to a climax- her head bobbed up and down and I cupped those spectacular tits in my hands and moments later I came in her eager mouth - she kept working me for a moment even though my legs were shaking, dribbling my cum and her saliva down my twitching cock as she pulled her mouth away.
"What the fuck, Dolores," I said, putting her thirty-two in a desk drawer. "If it wasn't that you shoot for shit you could have killed me."
"I was trying to kill you," she said from a battered sofa on which she lay.
"Bit fuckin harsh don't you think?" I continued.
She let the thin blanket that covered her drop to the floor, swung her long legs over the edge of the sofa and opened them.
"Stop complaining, come over here," she said, spreading her labia. "And make that smart mouth of yours useful."
I did.
I licked that beautiful pussy like it was a melting ice cream on a hot day. She lay back and put those long legs over my shoulders, strumming her pussy lips as I sucked on the hard nub of her clit.
And I was that busy eating her out that I never heard the door to my office open- Dolores let out a sudden gasp and I thought I was the cause of it but then I heard the hammer of a revolver clicking back and felt the cold steel of a barrel behind my right ear.
"Take yer mouth off of my wife's pussy," ordered Jimmy Calbone, under boss to the Carpechie crime family.
I stopped what I was doing mid-lick.
"This isn't what it looks like, Jimmy," I said. "I can explain and-"
"How're you gonna explain away der fact that yer face deep in pussy?" interrupted Calbone. "My wife's pussy and-"
"Jimmy, don't hurt him," said Dolores. "Please don't -"
"Shut the hell up!" snapped Calbone. "You don't get to talk. I oughta smack that mouth of yours shut. Have you had it on this asshole's dick? Have you?"
My mind was racing, trying to think of some way out of the situation-- not much you can do though when your face deep in gangster wife pussy and he's got a gun to your head.
I was pretty much fucked.
"We're gonna go down to the docks, Micky," snarled Calbone, jabbing the revolver into my ear. "We're gonna have a little talk about morals and how you shouldn't be going down on another man's wife and then you're gonna pick out a barrel and yer going in it and into the river."
I really was fucked.
"But first, you piece of shit," continued Calbone. "You get to watch me tune this bitch up and adjust her attitude a little."
I made my move as he took the revolver from my head. Fucking pointless because his right hand man- Big Tony- smashed me to the floor and a series of blows to my k**neys left me gasping and curled up into a ball.
I rolled over and tried to get up- I made it to my knees.
"Hold that piece of shit," ordered Calbone. "You made this happen to her, Micky. You."
Big Tony gripped me and it didn't matter how much I struggled-- Big Tony could give King Kong a run for his money.
Calbone went to work on his wife.
Calbone strode into the warehouse, seemingly without a care in the world despite only hours earlier beating his wife u*********s.
"This prick picked out a barrel?" he asked, all smiles. It never ended well if Calbone was smiling.
His henchmen laughed.
Fuck them and fuck him. I wasn't going out like this.
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