Rome EUR, walking those streets at night has its own charm ... its own mystery. With its modern and rationalist classicism, its marbles and its wide avenues lined with pine trees, trees that are a characteristic of Rome. I like to drive on those streets ... pleasant encounters are often made ... and when I talk about pleasant encounters I don't mean the usual whores, those abound. My pleasant encounters are the classy sluts ... the ones who take you home, or invite you to their bed ... as long as you get to bed ... in short, one of those that you can fuck for hours, that you can fill and cover with cum and that empties your balls.
While I drive, I look around, I observe cautious and attentive, as if I were a hunter looking for a prey to be tracked down… and maybe… maybe I caught a glimpse of that something that was the fruit of my research. From a distance, the four arrows of a car attract my attention… hmmh, interesting… let's see what it is… BINGO. Leaning in the bonnet is a woman, and what a woman ... judging by the short dress that barely covers her ass and what I can see, as I approach, are just a pair of bare legs and thighs. I approach that woman bent at 90 degrees in the hood ... wow ... that ass seems to speak to me, her legs slightly apart expose the entire groove of her buttocks with two very pleasant cavities on display and ready to be drilled ... fuck ... she is not even wearing panties. I have time to roll down the window and the woman, still bent over, turns to me. Fantastic ... a face of a real slut looks at me from behind a pair of sunglasses ... it's true, they are cooler, but at that hour and in the dark it doesn't seem the case, but what the fuck do I care ... and between the parted lips clenches a cigarette between his teeth.
Double BINGO, the woman is not alone, on the other side of the hood, standing, there is another woman and this too seems to be a slut. My heart has started to beat deafeningly in my chest, maybe the two sluts can hear it ... "Hello beauties, you have problems"? The bent woman, moving that ass ... "This fucking engine has stopped, it seems to me a limp dick who doesn't want to know ... you understand anything"? From the language I immediately understood that the girl likes cock in her mouth ... and not only that, during that brief exchange of words she keeps swaying her ass in my face. I get out of my car and get into theirs I try to start the engine, nothing, their car gives no sign of life. I offer to accompany them wherever they wish and they immediately accept without thinking twice. The slut who until a few moments ago was at 90 degrees sat next to me, while her friend took a seat in the back. “Thanks for the ride, I'm Paola and my friend is Donatella, if you want, to return the favor, you can come to us, but first we want to offer you something different… the rest later. Stop at that Pub ". We entered the club, I feel satisfied to be seen between those two sluts, Paola is wearing a jacket and a black crotch skirt, underneath there is no underwear, and her breasts can barely remain closed in the wide and deep neckline of the jacket. On his head a hat with a brim and a white band, a pair of dark glasses and the inevitable cigarette between his lips. Donatella also dressed in black, wearing a jacket with various zippers, also with a breathtaking skirt.
Finally we are home, a beautiful house with a large living room and a staircase leading to the upper floor where the bedrooms are. Donatella immediately went upstairs, while I lingered with Paola. I don't know whose house that is, but we went upstairs shortly after. Donatella is already naked and, lying on the bed masturbating, Paola, taking off my jacket, added: "Dear, make yourself comfortable, she is ready for me, but later she will be screwed by you". I have my gun under my jacket. Paola, with her inevitable cigarette between her lips, saw it right away, but pretending nothing had happened, she added: "Fuck you are a real tough guy, you always turn armed"? Throwing the gun on the bed, I justified the

possession of the gun by telling, logically, an excuse ... "I'm a jewelry salesman, I have the right to own a weapon ... you know, for self-defense". I had time to unzip my pants and the two mouths, even Donatella's as she joined us, dove on my already hard cock, but their lips are immediately bringing it to maximum power. Paola is a real slut, a professional cock sucker, while she smokes a cigarette she sucks my cock in a masterly way. These two sluts jerk off, make them disappear in their mouths and suck my cock, but if I have to be honest the best is Paola, who at one point tells me: “Break my ass”. Donatella, hearing her friend's words, immediately rushes to the bed and Paola, offering me her ass, kneels down putting her head between her friend's thighs. There is no need to even lift the skirt, a couple of licks on the ass, just to lubricate it a little and immediately after, my cock takes possession of her anus. I immediately begin to give her decisive and deep blows. With each thrust into the ass Paola slams her face on her friend's pussy and urges me: "Come on fuck my ass ... mmm ... yes ... wow ... break it ... "I'm too excited by those sluts who enjoy it ... I decide to enjoy it too, the gun and there ... at hand, I decide to take it and while I continue to fuck that wonderful ass I point the weapon on the back of the neck Paola "I want to see how you enjoy with a gun in the back of your head ... I can blow your brains out whenever I want, you ugly bitch". Those words sounded like a magic word, the woman lit another cigarette, and continued to lick and masturbate Donatella's pussy and every now and then she sucked in a mouthful of smoke, as if nothing had happened, indeed during my lunges she she pushes her ass towards me, like a possessed woman "Ohhh ... slam me hard ... don't stop ... ohhh ... yeah ...". I'm about to cum… I grabbed Paola's hair pulling it towards me. The slut, with the inevitable cigarette between her lips, is forced to raise her head in the air while she is receiving my copious sprays of cum in her rectum ... which perhaps even reaches her stomach. While I continue to cum I put the gun, sideways, on the breast of the bitch and I shot. The bullet went through both breasts. Donatella, terrified, jumps out of bed trying to reach the door, but with a second shot I hit the girl's side. Wounded, Donatella runs to the stairs ... fuck you ... I am forced to get out of Paola's ass, and with my cock still dripping, I reach Donatella from behind exploding a new blow. The bullet reaches the woman on the left shoulder blade who, stumbling, rolls down a few steps, stopping halfway down the stairs. I went to see if she was dead, the bullet escaped under her left breast, it didn't hit her heart, Donatella is alive ... and I'm pointing the gun at her heart, I want to finish that girl who coughs in agony, when she appears at the top of the stairs Paola holding her bloody breasts in her hands. As he starts down the stairs, I find myself having to raise the gun and detonate two shots, hitting both breasts. As if they had only scratched her, she reacted by shrugging her shoulders, but immediately resumed going down the steps. Fuck ... I fired two more shots, one bullet entered between the ribs, on the right side of the chest, while the other hit, through the skirt, the lower abdomen near the right hipbone. This time, Paola tries to stand on her feet by clinging to the handrail of the staircase, but the wound in her pelvis makes her collapse and slide down the steps, stopping halfway up against Donatella's body. Paola's body is disheveled, her legs spread, her pussy obscenely wide open, her skirt rolled up on her hips, her cigarette resting on the lips of that open mouth that seeks air for her lungs. She's glaring at me and trying to get up, but who the fuck cares, I shoot her another shot in the groove of her breasts, I wanted to purposely avoid the heart, I still want to have fun with these two sluts. Paola holds her breasts with her hands. ... You are still alive ... you will have a chance to die ... but after

... my cock is screaming, he wants to fuck those sluts, but he wants to do it while you are still alive, agonizing ... yes ... but he lives.
I decided to work Donatella's pussy, but I also want Paola, so while I start fucking the girl, I take Paola by the hair and, weighing down, drag her up to bring her face to her friend's pelvis. My cock alternates between thrusts into Donatella's pussy and thrusts into Paola's mouth. I continue to hold Paola by her hair, and entering her mouth, I push her and slam her against my cock ... what a bitch ... I can't tell when she did it, ... but the cigarette that was just between her lips is now tight between the fingers of the hand. When I finally cum I prefer to do it between those lips, on her slutty face. Meanwhile, Donatella is already dead, but she ... that damned Paola is still alive. I take the gun back and rest it on his chest. As if it were a cock of steel, the gun sprays its bullet directly into the bitch's heart ... she has only a couple of jerks left in her chest, a couple of sobs ... then ... she finally stands still, lifeless on the body of the friend, and the sperm that covers her face drips on Donatella's pussy. The last touch is to place Paola's hand, the one that holds the cigarette between her fingers, on Donatella's breast. Thanks my friends ...