Kelly cried out in pleasure and squirted a little as he squeezed her clit, soaking his hand. "I-I did. I did promise..." she confirmed and nodded "I-I need to f- umph... find Max. I'll stay here as long as I have to..." "FUCK!!!" Kelly came as 'Mikey' again explored her sopping vagina with his fingers. "I needed that so bad" she thought to herself as her senses came back to her. Her small orgasm helped to clear her head of her lust-filled fogginess, but ultimately it just took the edge off and she was still horny and craving dick. "Oh fuck..." she muttered deliriously "...oh fuck me..."
"Not as much as I'll be thinking of you." The criminal smirks, before perching in the window. "Wish me luck." He descends the wall, and leaves her estate, disappearing in the darkness, and leaving Katherine alone.
Mikey holds his soaked hand up to Kelly's mouth. "Oh, so now you want me to fuck you? Well, I'd have to be sure. After all, I'd never 'assault' a lady." His other hand caresses her chest, refusing to allow her even a moment to clear her head.
Kelly whimpered when Mikey removed his hand, she felt empty and needful. In a daze, she sucked at his fingers coated with her juices, tasting herself. She was so horny and his shift in attention to her breasts didn't help at all. She nodded at his question without thinking. "Yes..." she hissed as she released his fingers from her mouth. "Fuck I need it!" she pleaded.
While the benefits of first class would not turn around his generally dim view of humanity... it was a nice change of pace to be treated with something resembling politeness for once. "It's been... scenic at points," he replies to the stewardess, his eyes drifting down to her name tag and the visible flesh on display near it as he takes another rum and coke, "About how much longer is it until we land?"
Natasha sigh with relief as she get out from the eyes of the three people, only to get shocked as she in magical way finds herself on the eyes of full city! " What, what...? " She asked herself as she stand covering herself from the front, but her backside was unprotected and perfectly visible to people behind her. Being watched by masses complety erase any questions in her mind about where she is. As she hear commanding voice of Egyptian beauty, Natasha by instic remove her hands, letting everyone see her breast and pussy. "Y-Yes madame, sorry." She whisper, standing naked and humiliated. The fact, that she wasn't alone in this nightmare, it wasn't too much improvement. "It's okey, It will be soon over, it is okey, it will be soon over..." She repeat to herself as vehicle ride by the city.
"Really?" Mikey grins, now squeezing both breasts through her blouse. He presses himself against her, and she can feel a very impressive cock through his pants. "What about Max? I wouldn't want to be a home wrecker."
The flight attendant, whose name tag declares "Vicky", shows no signs of minding where his eyes are. "About an hour and a half, sir." She continues to smile, and Dylan gets an even better view of her cleavage as she bends forward to refill his drink.
The carriage stops in front of the palace, as the two women are led forward into the throne room of the pharaoh himself. The man, a young ruler in his twenties, looks over the two nude beauties. "Approach." He orders. "Name yourselves, servants of Anai." Natasha's companion bows. "Anara, lord pharaoh." She gestures for Natasha to introduce herself.
Natasha mostly let's others lead her where to go, she was too much ashamed for racional thinking. As they where lead to pharaoh, her first thought was to hidde somewhere, where no one could see her and secend though was desire to beat to death this pervert. But gesture from Anara brings her back to reality. "Natasha, Lord pharaoh." She bows too, tried her best to not cover her private parts.
With the rest of the day to herself, she decided it was time to return to her home and see how her brother's day went and what he may have discovered. ----------------------
'Why is he talking about Max,' Kelly wondered growing delirious with lust as Mikey played with her breasts. Max was missing, and she needed to find him because- "Ugh!" she was so horny! She needed to fuck. She needed to fuck Max. "Fuck Max!..." Max loved her, he had such a good cock, and he knew how to use it. It was big, like the one pressed against her, and she needed it so bad... "...I need your cock..." Kelly was so turned on she couldn't stand it. She thought about her husband and begged. "Please! Please fuck me! Don't tease me... I'll do anything! Just fuck me please!"
"You ever been to Tel Aviv before?" he asks as he enjoys the view and drink, "I hear it's quite the city. Lots of... secrets."
Beatrice breathed heavily as the vision ended. She felt it! She felt every single thing that happened to Emel. Her body shuddered at the phantom memory of abuse she suffered. Even now, she was there, defiled by those... tentacles. Each one penetrating her, fucking her, abusing her... at the same time, draining her soul and using it as fuel for the magic of the vault. Beatrice swallowed as she realised, that to enter the vault and find the hint that would point them at the city of Set, they would need a sacrifice for the vault. She moaned as she felt the vibrator in her pussy bringing her over the edge - she arched with a loud moan as her body shook from pleasure. It was at this moment, she realised that her chair was drenched with her sex juices. She hanged limply from the chair and slowly closed her eyes. She would give her report in the morning... slowly, she drifted into oblivion, her dreams were dreams were filled with Emel's orgasmic screams and Gregoire's laugh... {Not sure if you want to continue it from this moment - if yes - okay, if not - I will remove it} Spoiler: possible continuation Above the Pacific Ocean Beatrice sat in her chair, with her eyes closed. She was enjoying her few moments of peace and quiet. The flight would take a few hours and she was still unsure, how they would proceed once they landed. Once they landed, finding the vault should not be that hard - she remembered how Emel get there. But the sacrifice part... She bit her lips. Layla just stroked her cheek and said not to worry about it - that sent shivers down her spine. Her brother, Bennett, on the other hand, laughed and told her that there were countless sluts whom they could use - why stop with one? She shook her head and went back to rest. At least passengers were not annoying - one was a little curiosity... tattoos were a strange kind of fetish...
"You look nervous, Nat-asha." The man chuckles, struggling a little with the modern name. "Do I frighten you?"
"Hey, sis." Declan returns not long after. "I met that Detective Grey guy. He's got a serious thing for you - has a whole conspiracy wall with articles about your thefts, even some of the ones that weren't reported." He smirks. "Seemed a little suspicious of me, actually."
"Well, if the lady asks me..." Mikey grins, before shifting his hands to the middle of her blouse, and tearing it open with a sharp tug to either side. "I have no choice but to obey..." He gropes her, leaning in to kiss her roughly, before a push to her shoulder makes her turn around. With her back to him, Michael presses Kelly against the ancient wall, as he lifts her skirt. "Are you ready, slut?" She hears his fly being unzipped, before his monster rests against her ass.
"Only to the airport, sadly." Vicky smiles. "I've made the trip plenty of times, but never stopped to explore the city." Her smile becomes a grin. "Secrets? Sounds exciting." In the corner of his eye, Dylan spots a milfy looking woman in second class looking at him, with a group of rowdy college students behind her. https://e-hentai.org/s/be655c4bc0/1002039-2 He guesses she's probably a teacher. Beatrice spots the young man look back at her briefly, though he's chatting up a busty stewardess at the same time.
Natasha shake her head, red on the face. "No my lord. It is just first time when so many people seen me naked, that is all" She said true, except she didn't add details that she would bear up everyone i this romm.
"...slut?" There was something about that term, that title, that name that caused Kelly to go weak in her knees. The security guard had called her that, and now the man behind her and she moaned in pleasure. There was something about it that sounded so hot, so dirty, so... right. "YES!" she nearly screamed and spread her legs. Her hands braced against the wall and she shut her eyes. "Please! I need it."
