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The dame was a looker. All curves and long legs poured into a tight dress. The kind of beautiful that makes you catch your breath. The kind of beautiful that gets you thinking with your dick rather than your brains - and that rarely works out well.
She stared at the swirling liquor in the glass that she held in perfectly manicured fingers, then raised her heavily made up eyes.
"They say you're a man that can get things done ," she said, voice a husky whisper. "That you're discreet."
She folded a long leg over the other, dangling a high heel, showing more leg. They were sensational legs. I notice these things.
"So are you?" she continued, tapping red laquered nails against the glass. "Discreet, I mean, Mister Bumfelt?"
"I'm expensive," I replied. "That buys a high degree of discretion."
She looked to me- those green eyes, lips as red as the pour on dress, auburn locks falling over a shoulder, taking my eyes to her low cut neckline.
"I want you to kill my husband," she said. "Can you do that for me, Mister Bumfelt?"
"Micky," I replied, pouring myself another shot of bourbon. "If we're talking murder, call me, Micky."
She smiled, waved the private detective over, undid his belt, dropping his trousers and took Bumfelt’s cock into her warm mouth. She took his balls into her hands and worked at his cock with her mouth. She slipped her lips from it. Pre-cum and her saliva glistened on its head. She flicked at it with her tongue. Tasting.
“Use my mouth as a fuck-hole,” she whispered, pursing her glossy red lips. “Fuck my dirty little mouth.”
Bumfelt did.
But not for long. She was too fucking hot and too fucking good. Her lips touched the tip of his cock’s head. Bumfelt took her head in his hands and fucked her face as requested. His hips bucked up and his hands pulled her tight wet mouth onto his shaft. She groaned in delight making him throughust harder. Deeper. Into her mouth he plunged. Every stroke hitting the back of her throat. She swirled her tongue over the penetrating cock and ran fingers over his tight balls.
She deep throated him and slipped a hand from his balls to his ass. She toyed with it and he moaned louder. She looked into his eyes. All lust and need and he nearly came. She felt his shaft tremble in her mouth. A little squirt of pre-cum tickled the back of her throat. She stroked his shaft with one hand, flicked the slit of his cock with her probing tongue and slipped a finger into his ass. She pushed her finger deeper, searching for and finding his swollen prostrate. His cock trembled again.
With his tight ass pulsing on her finger, she went at his balls and shaft harder. Giving him everything her fingers and mouth could offer. She slipped her lips from his shaft. Looked into his eyes.
“Oh baby. It won’t be long now,” she smiled. “Your balls are so tight. Do you wanna cum? I’ll make you cum so hard, baby. I’ll give you the best orgasm ever.”
She would…seconds later.
She went back to work with her mouth on his cock and finger in his ass. Bumfelt thrust his pelvis up and down. His cock in her tight mouth. Her finger in and out of his ass. Until….he came in an explosion of hot cum. His cock shuddered and spurted. His ass clenched and pulsated around her finger. She sucked down his hot cum. She squeezed his balls and milked his cock for every drop.
“Was that nice, baby,” she smiled, leaning back from his pelvis, wiping cum from her bottom lip with a finger. "Now let's talk about killing my husband."
She stared at the swirling liquor in the glass that she held in perfectly manicured fingers, then raised her heavily made up eyes.
"They say you're a man that can get things done ," she said, voice a husky whisper. "That you're discreet."
She folded a long leg over the other, dangling a high heel, showing more leg. They were sensational legs. I notice these things.
"So are you?" she continued, tapping red laquered nails against the glass. "Discreet, I mean, Mister Bumfelt?"
"I'm expensive," I replied. "That buys a high degree of discretion."
She looked to me- those green eyes, lips as red as the pour on dress, auburn locks falling over a shoulder, taking my eyes to her low cut neckline.
"I want you to kill my husband," she said. "Can you do that for me, Mister Bumfelt?"
"Micky," I replied, pouring myself another shot of bourbon. "If we're talking murder, call me, Micky."
She smiled, waved the private detective over, undid his belt, dropping his trousers and took Bumfelt’s cock into her warm mouth. She took his balls into her hands and worked at his cock with her mouth. She slipped her lips from it. Pre-cum and her saliva glistened on its head. She flicked at it with her tongue. Tasting.
“Use my mouth as a fuck-hole,” she whispered, pursing her glossy red lips. “Fuck my dirty little mouth.”
Bumfelt did.
But not for long. She was too fucking hot and too fucking good. Her lips touched the tip of his cock’s head. Bumfelt took her head in his hands and fucked her face as requested. His hips bucked up and his hands pulled her tight wet mouth onto his shaft. She groaned in delight making him throughust harder. Deeper. Into her mouth he plunged. Every stroke hitting the back of her throat. She swirled her tongue over the penetrating cock and ran fingers over his tight balls.
She deep throated him and slipped a hand from his balls to his ass. She toyed with it and he moaned louder. She looked into his eyes. All lust and need and he nearly came. She felt his shaft tremble in her mouth. A little squirt of pre-cum tickled the back of her throat. She stroked his shaft with one hand, flicked the slit of his cock with her probing tongue and slipped a finger into his ass. She pushed her finger deeper, searching for and finding his swollen prostrate. His cock trembled again.
With his tight ass pulsing on her finger, she went at his balls and shaft harder. Giving him everything her fingers and mouth could offer. She slipped her lips from his shaft. Looked into his eyes.
“Oh baby. It won’t be long now,” she smiled. “Your balls are so tight. Do you wanna cum? I’ll make you cum so hard, baby. I’ll give you the best orgasm ever.”
She would…seconds later.
She went back to work with her mouth on his cock and finger in his ass. Bumfelt thrust his pelvis up and down. His cock in her tight mouth. Her finger in and out of his ass. Until….he came in an explosion of hot cum. His cock shuddered and spurted. His ass clenched and pulsated around her finger. She sucked down his hot cum. She squeezed his balls and milked his cock for every drop.
“Was that nice, baby,” she smiled, leaning back from his pelvis, wiping cum from her bottom lip with a finger. "Now let's talk about killing my husband."
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