1. Pakistan Jail


    Date: 10/3/2014, Categories: Fantasy, Author: horny fox, Rating: 85.7, Source: sexstories.com

    My wealth buys lots of influence around the world, both business and political. Certain foreign government officials recieve bribes that provides me with certain special benefits. There are certain lawyers in different foreign countries that work with my law firm in New York. Local police officials are notified when I'm in the country to look for beautiful women to provide me with sexual favors either non consensual or consensual. Kareeran violently thrashes about as two arresting officers, drag her into the station. " Let me go, you fucking pigs! I didn't do anything wrong!" She screams, drawing the attention of everyone in the station. There's a murderous look in her eyes as her gaze travels around the room. She's like a viper, ready to strike anyone who gets too close. The burly men on either side of her tighten their grip around her upper arms, making it impossible for her to break free of their grasp. " I SAID LET ME GO!" " What's going on?" asks an officer, rising from his seat. He glances at the clock noting the time. It's past 2:00 a.m. The last thing he wants to do is deal with a rowdy girl after already working a thirteen hour shift. " David, Sir. This girl, Kareena, was caught drinking and driving. She almost plowed into a couple of people who were walking in the crosswalk. Instead, she ended up crashing her shiny Jaguar into a telephone pole. She doesn't seem to be injured, though." One of the officers replies. His tone of voice would suggest that he's ...
    disappointed, on the fact of the matter. An annoyed expression crosses his face as she rams back her elbow, knocking a steaming cup of coffee onto the spotless tile floor. Kareena turns her attention to the police officer named, David. He must be the one in charge. She arches her back, lifts her shoulders and turns up her nose at the sight of him. A smoldering look of defiance appears on her pretty face. She begins cursing, spouting out any and every inappropriate word she can think of as the cops usher her into a nearby room. David calls me, telling me there is a woman I should come to the jail to see and meet. It's sparsely furnished and brightly lit. There isn't a long rectangular mirror lining the wall so she knows she's not in some kind of a holding cell. Closing the office door behind them, the men in blue block the exit like menacing bodyguards. The sight would be amusing if she wasn't so pissed off. She begins pacing the room like a caged, wild animal and places her hands on her hips in frustration. " Where were you headed?" David questions in an authoritive tone. I arrive at the station and enter the room where Kareena is being held. The young woman before me looks like she's in her late thirties, is petite, is beautiful with long black hair and stunning eyes. She's wearing a tight, obscene, white dress that zips up the back. The V-neck collar is very low cut, showing off an ample amount of cleavage. The revealing outfit must be at least two sizes too small, even for her ...
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