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"IT'S A FAILED MISSION, BITCH..."

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shunkstreet

15 Oct 2023
BTW my beautiful Paola. Your body is magnificent! A work of art!

shunkstreet

15 Oct 2023
“But I’ll masturbate with pleasure on your corpse, giving myself what I denied you.” She tried to say something. A last curse, perhaps. But her spirit departed before the words were spoken. I left her with ropes of cum decorating her corrupted form.

shunkstreet

15 Oct 2023
ef. Her hauntingly beautiful face twisted with frustration. “Kevin. No. Please. You can’t do that. A final time. Give it to me. I beg you. Please. Please!” I smiled coldly, my revenge potent and merciless. “Sorry Paola.” I imitated her charming accent. “It’s a failed mission, Bitch.” Then I emptied my pistol into her chest. Her body contorting with the impacts of steel in flesh, her stunning eyes opened in fear, agony and profound defeat, I whispered into her ear before she died

shunkstreet

15 Oct 2023
I knew her well, knew her addiction to fear, danger, and sex. Her life a road of cruelty leading to this, I wasn’t surprised when she inhaled sharply, filled her lungs so hardened nipples lifted higher. As I stirred her womanhood to a froth, its pink walls turning wet and hot, she licked, then bit her lips. She moaned with horror and with pleasure. Bringing her near completion, it was then I stopped. She cried out like a little girl discovering Christmas is cancelled, shook her head in disbeli

shunkstreet

15 Oct 2023
Unfortunately for her, I wasn’t most men. And I was waiting. I placed the first two bullets with care. Wounds in her stomach and above her right breast were designed to prolong suffering. Incapacitating Paola, they also ensured time to have my fun. The pistol she carried dropped, I moved in close. “Kevin,” she croaked. “What are you doing?” Our bodies touching, smelling each other’s musk, I answered with two fingers in an exposed pussy.

shunkstreet

15 Oct 2023
The sultry and lethal Italian assassin Paola slipped into the safehouse. Her mission was to steal the documents I carried and put a bullet in my heart. Kills as much erotic encounters as murder to her, the first thing she did was pull off the short trench coat she wore. Naked underneath but for spiked heels, commando cap, and playful earrings, revealed was an athletic body—tanned, lithe and buxom—that would stop most men in their tracks.