1. Jessica Bond - "Auf Wiedersehen, Pffet"


    Date: 9/28/2017, Categories: Fetish, Lesbian Sex, Sex Humor, Author: LittleMissFart, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    in the criminal underworld for trafficking desperate migrants to work in her brothel. She f0rces them into a life of prostitution until their good looks dry up, then she sells them into slavery. She's also a member of an ultra far-right group which splintered off from a neo-Nazi group, as her views and ideology was considered too extreme even for them. She's dangerous, deranged, and in need of putting down. I trust you can handle that?&#034 F explained and asked. &#034Your trust is well-placed.&#034 Bond smiled in smug confidence. &#034I've already booked your flight to Berlin, it leaves in 2 hours. Ulla's hosting a party tonight in her brothel for members of her group, celebrating the anniversary of the German invasion of Poland during the war years. You shall attend, posing as a customer. Find a way into her private chambers, and please do the world a favour and dispatch of her.&#034 F instructed. &#034You can count on me, F!&#034 Bond grinned excitedly. She then headed for the door. &#034Oh, one last thing Jessica. Don't even think about getting more of those Defsym pills from Q, if he supplies you with any more of them, I'll fire him on the spot. understood?&#034 F informed and questioned just before Bond stepped out of the office. &#034Understood, ma'am.&#034 Bond sighed.Chapter 2: After a short flight from Gatwick airport to Berlin. Jessica Bond stepped outside. She had been given a key for a car, which was parked just down the road. She didn't knew which car it was, ...
    so she held the key up and pressed the button on it. A black BMW i8 sports car beeped. &#034Really, F? A BMW? Ugh...&#034 Bond sighed in frustration. She put her hand luggage into the boot, and got in the driver's seat. &#034Ugh, feels so wrong...&#034 Bond shuddered as she started the car up, and drove off to her hotel. It was just a modest hotel, nothing extravagant. Well, she wasn't going to be staying long. it was close by to Arshenschniffer's brothel. MI6 had already arranged her booking, as always, and Bond took the time to study the file on Ulla Arshenschniffer, as well as her instructions. Come 8pm, Bond had showered, done her hair and make up, and got dressed, ready to attend the party. She had on a dark pink dress top, with a black sequined mini skirt, pink heels and pink thong. She didn't take her gun, as MI6 wanted the kill to be quiet and inconspicuous. She had black eye shadow and eyeliner on, and glossy pink lipstick. Bond went outside, got in her expensive German sports car, and drove a few blocks down to the brothel. Beautiful women in matching outfits of a tight-fitting red valet-style belly top and skimpy black hot pants were standing outside the lit-up entrance to the brothel. Quite a few guests were turning up, each having their cars valeted by those women. Lots of men and women were attending, wearing rather offensive Nazi-styled clothing and suits. Bond pulled up to the curb, and handed the keys to the BMW to the pretty looking black woman in the skimpy ...
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