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Pakistan Jail

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

" I'm going to cum..." she's almost breathlessly as she submits to the pleasure flowing through her body. I lean forward clamping my mouth over hers, kissing her deeply, hungrily. She moans against my mouth as the intense and powerful orgasm courses throughout her body. Her pussy convulses milking my throbbing cock. The feeling of her cunt spasming around my hard cock sends me over the edge, and I cums violently, my warm seed, drenching her pussy and taking root deep inside her womb. Kareena groans as she feels it pulsating inside of her, filling her with my cum. Panting heavily and dripping with sweat, I release her and steps away, my cock slowly softening. I looks between her legs, watching our combined juices drip down her thighs. As my head clears, I realize that I want this woman again. She'd pushed me beyond the breaking point. I glance at her, meeting her eyes. She looks pissed, livid. " You goddamn, fucking asshole!" I continue to stare at her. " Your cum is fucking dripping down my legs!" Walking up to her, I roughly grip her by her long hair yanking her head back so that she meets my flashing eyes. " You're not gonna say a word, bitch. You ... enjoyed it. You got off on it. You have no idea the kind of hell I could put you through." I snarl with a deadly edge to my voice. Kareena cringes at my words, her fear instantly returning. I check my watch and curses. I've been here for over and hour. I pick up my handcuffs, I throw Kareena her dress pushing her out of the cell. In the hallway we put on our clothes. " You were a good fuck, so I'm going to arrange for you and your family to leave Pakistan." Quickly and silently she puts her dress back on. " If you dare tell anybody about this, you will wish you hadn't." " UNDERSTAND, Kareena?" " Yes," She replies, wiping away her tears. " Good, now go home... Unless you want me to fuck your asshole." Kareena gasps and shakes her head before hurrying down the long and empty corridor. I watch her disappear around the corner. With a satisfied grin, I glances back inside the cell making sure nothing is left behind. Suddenly I see a small, rectangular card, lying on the ground. It's Kareena's ID. In her haste, she dropped her ID. I thumb the plastic card. I may have to visit her again sometime." I smirk. Whistling, I walk down the hall and back to the office.