Valentina struts into Aaron the drug lord's bedroom. She knows she looks ridiculously bitchy in her cock-squeezing milky sundress (with no lingerie), tights, and high "poke me" stilettos. In reality, she is a DEA agent on the case of her life. She is about to tempt and roll the manager of the whole drug cartel!
Tiny does she know, her adorn has already been deep-throated. Aaron plays along at first-ever. Letting Val unclothe for him and take his ginormous jizz-shotgun in her facehole. Once it is adequately rock hard and covered with slaver, she sits astride Aaron's pecker. Her total elastic milk cans wiggling as she rails. Aaron spins her and pulls her hair as he ravages her from behind.
Val begins to lose herself in the fever of the moment. She lays Aaron down and tosses her ample caboose up and down on his lollipop, switch roles cowgirl fashion. Aaron can slightly believe the website of her impressive caboose juggling in his lap. He snaps out of it and remembers what he must do. He shafts and elevates his 9mm pistol. He takes goal at the diminutive of Valentina's fragile back and fires.
Val chokes as the warm lead tears thru her picturesque chest. She falls to the floor, introducing her cool culo and fuckbox one last time to Aaron in the process. She paws in her handbag for her service weapon for what perceives like an eternity. Aaron sees her fight with a sneer that belies the pity he senses for the splendid nymph. He takes purpose again with his deadly gun and fires numerous times.
Val is dead, but Aaron is still nasty. He plays with her scars and still wet vulva. Aaron throws Val's blood-soaked assets back on the sofa and penetrates her once more. He rolls her over: face down, booty up; and proceeds taking in the monumental all-natural sweetheart of Valentina's bum. Once concluded, he exits and lets his studs get rid of the figure.
Afterward on, Aaron gets a apex from a distorted coroner regarding the whereabouts of Valentina's mind-blowing corpse. He pays her a exclusive visit in the morgue and reunites her fragile soles with her promiscuous milky high-heeled shoes. Deepthroating on Val's toes gets Aaron frantically rock hard. He jams his meatpipe into Val's cold facehole and then her necrotic beaver. The website of her blank eyes gazing back at him as he pumped away just stoked the fire in Aaron more!. He pulls his gigantic manmeat from the dead nymph's cooch and shoots red-hot cords of jizm all over her belly, boobs, and face. It combines with the blood of her scars and reminds him of a Metallica album his brutha used to listen to. He leaves Val to rest now, but lets her keep the footwear...