She sees the gangster in the middle of the road as she steps out of the alley, heaving with exhaustion, and sweat pouring down his bald head and onto his face. Turning, he sighs, bending forward a little to catch his breath, and slips his hands into his pockets. In one hand, he holds a gun, in the other, a syringe.
She slips her slender arm around his own with a smile, as the door opens. She leads him through the car park and into an elevator, before they step into a luxurious apartment. Looking around, Sonata sees it's not quite the gothic mansion he might have predicted, but Tatiana's abode still does seem quite archetypically 'vampire-esque', elegant but gloomy, especially in the night.
"So? How are you planning to repay me?" Her red eyes fix on his once more as she smirks in anticipation.
Jenny's eyes went wide in surprise at Magnus's assertive actions. Any discomfort or humiliation she may have felt was quickly transformed into pleasure as the big man manhandled her. Indeed the embarrassment and shame she would normally have felt at being exposed in front of other people only seemed to turn her on further; and the big black man dominating her quickly found the hand exploring her womanhood drenched in her juices.
"Quite possibly." Lawrence says impartially. "The city park."
Sonata tastes the delectable flavor from earlier on his tongue once more, the vampiress reaching down to run a hand through his hair and pull him in closer, her moans rising in volume until they've overtaken the noise of the rain outside. "Oh, sweetling..." She moans, her chest heaving instinctively even if she technically doesn't have to breathe.
"Like I said, he's putting the city in danger." Kizuhara replies. "And as for the recording, let's just say it's of me in an intimate position." She looks at Faye. "Will you help me?" The blonde's suspicion wars with the instinct to trust her friend.
"That so?" Magnus makes a show of raising his hand to his lips and licking up her juices, before returning it to her body. Her dress is rolled further upwards, as his hands act out her fantasy, pinching, groping and caressing her body, before slapping down mercilessly on her breasts. Finally, he lets his hands go to her shoulders, roughly shoving her down to her knees. He unzips his jeans, and his dark cock springs forth, fully erect, the tip resting beneath her nose and filling her consciousness with his masculine scent. In her periphery, Jenny sees Wilson and Belle looking at the show with eager interest.
The knowledge that Wilson and Belle were watching as Jenny started to lay kisses upon Magnus's cock-head only served to turn her on. But when she gripped the erect shaft with her left hand and her eye caught the wedding ring on her finger the Panacea turned the guilt of her actions into an incredibly powerful aphrodisiac. She moaned as she stretched her jaw open to accommodate Magnus's member and while she may have planned to take his dick down her throat in steps, the strong man gripped the back of her head and roughly pushed her into his groin.
This guy doesn't know when to give up, does he. Azura sighed as she concentrated and created another ball of arcane energy, then promptly threw it at the ground right in front of the wounded gangster. Hopefully the explosion would knock him out, or at least knock him down and disarm him.
"Indeed. It can count as field experience for the boy." Lawrence agrees.
Fingers clasped around the back of her head, Magnus continues to drive his dick down her the married woman's throat. Finally, as her vision begins to dim, he pulls away once more, letting her take a gulp of much needed air, the man slapping his meat against her face idly as she kneels before him. The feeling of dominance Magnus is projecting hasn't dissipated by any stretch of the imagination, however, the energy setting off Jenny's long-repressed submissive tendencies, enhanced by the drug in her system, as she hears the sound of gagging behind her as her new friend sucks off the famous rapper. "So tell me..." Magnus says, and Jenny's attention snaps back to him, and the cock he slowly strokes in his hand. "How does a white bitch like you please her master properly?"
For the first time since she took his arm back at the theatre, Tatiana's elegant, seductive demeanor breaks, as she feels Sonata's ministrations. She moans loudly, her curvy body swaying and moving, toes curling and fingers tightening their grip on his hair, as she lets him pleasure her. "O-Oh, m-my dear..." She groans, her voice breaking a little from the pleasure, pressing her chest forward so that he can play with her round, soft breasts to his heart's content, finding with delight that she trembles whenever he touches her nipples. Finally, with the display of his power, Tatiana lets out a scream, as Sonata's tongue is bathed in her juices, the vampiress squirting violently in orgasm. The woman might not need to breathe, but in the wake of her climax, she slowly sinks down to the floor, exhausted.
"Like I said, one of the city councillors." Kizuhara answers.
Jenny gulped in between taking in huge lungfuls of air. Her breasts heaved and jiggled slightly on her chest as she sucked down oxygen. When she looked back up at the man towering above her, both of Jenny's hands reached up to stroke his rigid member. She opened her mouth to speak but had to pause for a moment to think. She didn't want to anger him with a long delay however and quickly started speaking from her soul. "I- by offering my body in service to you. By devoting every hole I have to your pleasure. My tits, my hands, mouth, ass and pussy are all yours to use to your content. Just say it and it's yours. I'll do anything you want, offer anything you want, if only for you to fuck me to your heart's content."