"Y-Yeah..." The skinny man enters her ass, beginning to pound her with all his might, while Bast and Taia moan at Miriam's touch.
Reading her reply, Mori hurriedly books a motel room close to the airport. Then, I want you to wear the sexiest pair of lingerie you have, and a coat. And meet me at this motel. He sends the message, as he brings his luggage. But, instead of waiting in the motel, Mori waits in a cafe right in front of it. Acting as if he was just a bystander, he waits for Helga to arrive, curious if there'll be a team of officers behind her.
“Now remember, boys, no matter how good this feels you are supposed to come all over my tits, not inside me...” Miriam's words were followed by lewd moans as she began riding the guy beneath her, her pussy squeezing him tightly. “Yes, fuck my slutty ass...” She encouraged the skinny guy behind her and squeezed his cock with her ass. The whole time she kept fucking Bast and Taia's pussies with her fingers, using her thumbs to tease their clits.
As they march, Natasha tried realy hard to erase memories of last events in her head, like it was bad dream. On Sonya question she nod. " Yeah... It is still hard for me collect myself after what happen... But please, no offense but I would like to not talk about this." She said as coming closer to the canyon. Natasha half excepted to see soon Guardians from the last visit, but she knows it was impossible.
On the surface, Kelly had no reason to doubt Michael; his explanation was plausible and in fact likely. But he had managed to get her a change of clothes in short order, why wouldn't he have been able to get her a tent, bedroll, and sleeping bag? Especially if he'd already expected to need camping gear? Then there was his ever-present smirk. There was something about it that rubbed Kelly in two directions. On the one hand it was growing increasingly annoying. He was toying with her and liked to do so, she reasoned. It made her clench her jaw in aggravation while at the same time moisten in arousal. The man had a big cock. She knew, she'd seen it, she'd felt it turn up her insides, and she'd be damned if she didn't admit she wanted to feel it again. He hadn't done anything outright aggressive but he was being coy and cocky and that pissed her off. She was a teacher, and she knew you didn't reward poor behavior. But the alternative was the big tent with all of the hired muscle. The memory of her recent gangbang made her flush with excitement; and she had to control her hands from reaching to pleasure herself. The idea of spending a night in that big tent being ravished by all of those men... Kelly trembled in anticipation. But they would have work to do, and it was unlikely that they would be so undisciplined as to fuck her to high heaven until morning. Even if the thought would have made Kelly soak through her panties if she'd been wearing any. No... the mass of workers would need their sleep, they'd leave her alone for the night. They'd have to. That was her rationale anyway. Faulty as it could be. "Are you going to protect me from the big bad workmen?" Kelly asked with a tinge of mockery. "Nice try Mikey, but I think that's exactly what I'll do." She turned to go into the big tent, and gave her hips a little extra sway to torture Michael... just a little.
"R-Right..." The guy struggles. Miriam gets the feeling that the men and women alike are about to cum.
"The same thing that brought you here. We're looking for something." She holds up some handcuffs to one of her men, a portly guy in his thirties. "Restrain our guest." The man takes the cuffs.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to upset you." Sonya backs off, before the commander calls for a halt. Looking into the canyon, Natasha sees a fire being started, with multiple tents erected around it. "We've got company, but that's not the only thing." He hands Natasha his thermal binoculars, and looking at the top of the cliffs, she sees heat signatures of multiple people looking down at the camp site below. The figures atop the cliffs are positioned just like the guardians were.
Having already booked the room, Mori follows Helga upstairs. He lets her enter first, but before she'd be surprised to find no one inside. "Did you miss me that much, Ojou-chan?" He asked in a teasing tone, gently pushing her inside, and closing the door behind him. He places his luggage onto the floor, "Show me." The smuggler grins, eager to see what she's wearing underneath.
Luke knew there was probably no way to dissuade them from restraining him, 'Maybe we can help each other find what we are looking for?'
"Oh, you wound me, hun." Michael chuckles as she struts away. Entering the big tent, she sees bedrolls laid out haphazardly, and workmen and goons in the center, playing cards. Soon, she's aware of every eye in the tent being fixed on her, and from the men's expressions, she gets the feeling that they don't care if they miss out on some sleep. "You owe me twenty bucks, Sonny." One of the men, a bruiser looking thug, says to his compatriot, while staring at Kelly in her revealing outfit. "I knew she'd want to spend some more time with us." The man grins, and pats his lap. "Why don't you take a seat, miss?"
When her back is turned, Dylan rolls his eyes. A bitch like that would tease him all to hell for extra tips but never really put out and he didn't have time to make another necklace to control her. Not that there would be any use in enslaving some dead-end flight attendant beyond making use of her obvious endowments. Maybe save that kind of fun for the flight back. With that, he grabs his carry-on and slips into the airport along with the crowd, taking the occasional glance over his shoulder to see if anyone is following him as he makes his way to pick up his luggage.
"It's not like that..." She blushes, after turning around in surprise. "I just... I haven't been able to... You know, since that day. I wanna know what you did!" Blushing, she removes the coat. "I-I didn't have any skimpy lingerie. Just a cosplay outfit..."
The man walks behind Luke, fastening the handcuffs. "That depends on who you're working for." The woman says. "Are there more of you?"
It doesn't take long before he spots the blonde from before, the young woman making no attempt to pretend that she's not interested in him. She moves up the stairs ahead of him, before walking to an airport cafe, clearly inviting him to follow.
With everyone's eyes upon her, Kelly grew hot with excitement, and when she heard the bruiser's comment she blushed with embarrassment. When she heard him ask her to sit on his lap she found herself second guessing her decision, and thumbed her wedding ring for resolve. She shut her eyes and thought of Max, she saw herself walk to an unoccupied bedroll, lay down, and go to sleep. She could picture herself as a faithful wife, unadulterous and committed. She breathed twice, opened her eyes, walked, and set herself down. Right onto the man's lap.
"Oho!" Mori was surprised to see her wearing something out of the norm. "Hehe, so Helga-chan hasn't been able to cum ever since she met me?" He said as he moves closer, taking some strands of her hair, and breathing in her scent. "You know what we did that day, Helga-chan. You begged me to, remember?" He teased, as he moves toward the bed, stripping out of his clothes. "But, see. As much as I want to tease you, I only have a few hours left. So, would you like me to explain, or would you like to experience it again?" He asked, grinning as he stood before her. His cock still flaccid, but was already quite sizable.
