1. Contract Hit Man7


    Date: 11/1/2017, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: mitchawa, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories

    wouldn’t be comfortable. I wanted to show Gloria my best effort. This position is nice, but it’s not doing much for me,” Lucy said. Roll slowly onto your stomach so I won’t slip out. She did, and I was staring at her ass, her back and shoulders, and the blonde hair covering part of her back. I scooted closer and deeper into her, took her by the hips, and pumped my shaft deep into her. Leaning over I pushed my hands under her body and kneaded her breasts. She moaned, “I like that.” As I worked her tits, I persistently thrust in and out of her pussy. “Huh,” she moaned at each forward lunge. I moved my hands to her groin, found her honey pot, and rubbed a finger over her clit until she began to quiver. I pulled her hips from the bed and drilled her at a different angle. Momentarily, her body became rigid and then exploded by moving in all directions at once as she climaxed with a loud groan , “ Aaaaugh !” Her orgasm set me off because the friction built up between us. and I plunged into her three more time before spewing my cum into the condom. When Lucy left, and I was cleaning up, I c ame up with an idea. I might need an alibi for Friday and Saturday. I immediately called Ayanna. She wasn’t home. I left a message on her answering machine. Packing a small bag of personal items and several changes of clothes, I grabbed a cab and went to Ayana’s apartment. She still wasn’t home. I picked the lock went in, hung my clothes in her closet, and put my personal items in her bathroom. ...
    * * * I went to my storehouse and changed into my bib overalls and put on my long beard and crazy looking hat. I headed for the gang’s lock shop. I walked the last few blocks, but before I got there, I heard the wailing of sirens. Walking unsteadily, as though I was drunk, I keep walking toward the lock shop. Police cars surrounded the place. EMS vehicles and crowds of people blocked from the establishment by barricades and yellow tape. Within half an hour, I had gleaned that automatic fire had hit fourteen members of the gang from two directions and that somebody had shot each of the victims in the head with a handgun. I staggered away, went back to my storehouse, dressed in my normal clothes, and returned to Ayana’s. As I quickly went about my business, I wonder which of the gang members or someone from one of the chop shops had reported the stolen cars to the Outfit. The slaughter was their way of exacting revenge. The bastards shooting up a bunch of young kids didn’t know the extent of my revenge I planned to heap on the Bucci leadership. In the apartment, I listened to Ayana’s phone messages and learned she was in Mexico on vacation with some of her girlfriends. My alibi disappeared, and maybe the Outfit was looking for me. I was going to have to watch my back. Now back to Gloria and how to find a safe place to take her. I decided to rent a furnished apartment near the Starbucks where I was to pick her up. I called several rental agencies and rented a furnished apartment ...