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She sits firmly, taking his hands into her indian own. Grinding her covered and aroused pussy into his mouth and her firm and lovely ass into his nose. Sealing off his air. The one guard being smothered by the imposing bosom of the red-costume ninja groans in severe confusion, as his male hormones react when they should not, causing him to stop resisting much at all. The scientist grunts in a rather somber manner: ˝What a bad day...˝ He is not old, but already, he is bald in places.... The lavender-haired ninja sits firmly, wiggling her ass into the balding man's face, it couldn’t be all bad considering the lovely view he's being given. The other woman smiles to her captive, gazing into his eyes as a lover would while the two ninja smother out their captives. The soldier is totally defenseless now. Slowly, he kisses the ninja's breasts through the fabric, not caring at all that he could die. The scientist is too hesitant to do so, fearing a very painful death if he were to act in perversion. However, his moans of helplessness do push air into the direction of the blue-haired ninja's pussy. The two of them continue to smother their victims. Kasumi grinning down to the man as he kisses on her breathtaking bosom, tilting her head a bit as she watches the consciousness fade from his eyes through the relentless smother. Ayane looks back from over her shoulder into her man’s eyes and amateur huffs a bit in frustration before pressing in harder and likewise watching his eyes fade into a smothered sleep. The soldier groans a few more times before finally perishing in a rather sweet way, while his penis stayed erect even after death. The scientist only began to lick the blue-haired ninja once his brain was damaged by hypoxia. His limbs trembled, and he would never recover... The two women rise up, looking at their victims for a moment before Ayane points at her own. Kasumi nods and they both grab the soldier, Ayane sitting on the small of his back and her partner sitting on his upper back. The lavender-haired grabs his legs and pulls them up into a Boston crab while Kasumi pulls up on his neck in a camel clutch, rubbing some smelling salts under his nose. The two women want his awake for this. They pull asian and strain, extending his joints and back as they lean into each other. Kissing and making out with each other while they break the man together. Killing him painfully instead of peacefully. The soldier screams once he is awake, as his musculo-skeletal system is devastated. He screams loudly enough to cause an alarm. Soldiers start running towards the hall that leads to the entrance. They will be there any moment. They hadn't expected a man with barely any mental faculties to have to the wherewithal to not only scream but to scream as soon as he was awakened. However, he did and they would need to act fast. Grabbing both the scientist and the soldier they are quick to dispose of the body after taking the guard's security cards and vanish into the shadows with their unconscious captive. The two women stalk through the corridors, as the soldiers are busy rushing to the sound of the scream. Ayane finds the dead soldier's locker, opens it with his key and stuffs the unconscious scientist within before hitting his pressure points to ensure he is both paralyzed and in a deep silent sleep. Once they are ready the two embrace for a moment and kiss deeply and then head back into the shadows, trailing one guard who had fallen behind his fellows. Ayane drops down in front of him, kicking him in the crotch and then bringing his face into her breasts before he can even make noise. Kasumi grabs his arms and twists them upward to snap them out of joint at the shoulders. The unfortunate guard screams, but the breasts of the ninja muffle the noise, and he falls limp, barely conscious. In the confusion that ensues, the soldiers fail to find the attackers, but the guards that were supposed to be at the entrance are missing, too. The base goes into a heightened state of alert, short of a full alarm. She didn’t bother to glance around to see if anyone was nearby, because it wasn’t going to stop her. The intense, clear and pleasurable picture where I could clearly see asian me splashing my juice all over my daughter's face cemented itself in my brain. There are girls working so they do amateur not care if we are naked. The news anchor was speaking with some government scientist about the possibility of the zombie plague returning. So what if Emily’s twenty-three now? This would have to wait until they brought the new slaves to their main compound, as his crew hadn’t brought any equipment other than the essentials for the job, but there was plenty of fetish clothing in his own collection that he knew she would look delightful in. Just imagining that nubile brunette bound, gagged and serving him coffee while dressed as a slutty nurse or cleaning his boots in a bunny costume was enough to get him stirring again. His cum erupted in her ass and he told her “Cum with me bitch.” before she could beg. I met a beautiful woman who stole my heart. Amy was hot and I had no problem with casually hooking up, but the tradeoff was having to keep it secret and knowing that she didn’t want to be seen with me. I didn't know what "puto" meant. Then -- finally -- I felt the wonderful sensations in my twat begin to falter. Six pleasure, three breeding, one food. She unclipped the bra from her clitoris too, and pulled its other strap out of her ass. I shook my head to see May at the bottom of the ladder, smiling up patiently at me. Fully clothed. I pressed forward, her vagina gave way allowing the head to enter, but it didn't get far before coming to a stop against the velvety barrier that was her cherry. “You do know the rules about touching the girls don’t you?” And that's exactly what he did. He didn’t attack us or try to use his fancy belt. And, I’m sure he’s awful lonely now that he’s all single, huh?” Focused on Stephanie’s face, just bare inches away, it was impossible to miss the subtle reaction. He was a little rough, so I said, “Hey, they aren’t made of steel. Amanda knew the telltale signs of my orgasm, and she shook her hands from my grasp. She stroked him hard, her hand gliding up and down his glistening dick. Maybe Charlotte was visiting her friends, or perhaps she was indian off on one of her shopping sprees. He will do the rest.” I didn’t know for sure that he would as I had never even tried this before, but from what I knew about dogs they didn’t need teaching. The candles tipped over in turns. My hands were busy roaming over her body, head, neck, and back. 'Fuck you're so tight' He grunted, both hands now gripping around her waist as he pressed his hips deeper. A whole new PS4.