Saudi Arabia, over the Red Sea
Gulfstream G550 jets are slim and slowly sliding in the sky. The outline of the sunset has completely hidden into the porthole side, under the horizon of the African continent, leaving only purple-red light on the clouds.
Fahard washed his hands and feet, knelt down on a Persian brocade carpet, murmured toward the direction of Mecca at the end of the machine
Fahard was a devout believer. In addition to never touching wine and pork, he worshiped on time five times a day and fasted every year. He went to Mecca to pay homage to the harem every December, and gave great sacred sacred lessons to the temple and the poor.
For Farhard, his private life and career did not conflict with his identity as a devout believer.
Just like the medieval warriors could go out to burn, kill, and loot every day, it would be fine to pursue a married noble lady. As long as you return to the castle, remember to repent to the priest, and become the most pious and innocent people of the Father every day.
When he was worshiping, the bodyguard Hatib just stood like a tree stump, standing slanted behind him without moving, without making any sound
After finishing his work, Fahad said to Hatib: You can relax on the plane, retreat and rest. Before the plane arrives in London, I don’t have to come out without calling you. Hatib nodded and looked at him and was about to retreat.
Fahad said again: Go and find happiness. If you like someone, try to play as much as possible. Hatib didn't reply, so he nodded and quit.
Fahard smiled slightly, he knew that Hatib was not interested in women, but just made a joke
The only thing that makes Hatib excited is killing people, especially killing people with bare hands
Hatib, who is 190, is a mixed Arab and Somalia race. He is good at wrestling, boxing and dagger fighting. He has received training from the US military in Saudi Arabia's special forces.
Every month, Fahard will find a player to play against Hatibu through the underground boxing network, so that Hatibu will be beaten to death.
As long as he can properly vent his bloodthirsty urge, Hatib will always be as calm as ice.
Fahard feels that it is worth paying this price. Talents who can perfectly combine the roles of killer and bodyguard are hard to come by.
Fahard has always believed that the key to making employees work hard is to provide enough incentives.
Just like Huoshan, an old man in the mountains, provides psychedelic drugs, beautiful virgins and ascension promises, making believers willing to give their lives to perform assassination missions
For Farhard, money and women are his capital. In addition to generous rewards, the people who work hard can make the beauty more comfortable to serve.
If a person's dick tied the rope, it would be the same as the other person who would go east and the las west.
He came to his senses, pressed the phone and asked the chef to prepare dinner
Not long before three flight attendants in dark blue uniforms pushed the roasted lamb knees, iced freshly squeezed apricot juice and other meal-paired snacks to serve him to eat.
After drinking the strong Arabic coffee, Fahard smoked another hand-rolled cigarette
He thinks Cuban cigars look rough and prefers ordinary-sized cigarettes
So I booked a tobacco garden in Cuba and asked a specialist to help him process it into a cigarette while the fragrance of tobacco leaves is the strongest
The finished product is of excellent quality: the snow-white smoke body is bandaged in a delicate and tight manner. The cigarette I enjoyed is made with silver Arabic characters, and the filter is made into a bright blue one.
The other type is a blue filter with a silver ring on it, but the one with no name is used to treat guests.
There is also a green-mouthed one, mixed with cannabis and rare Arabic excitement herbs. Only big customers who are in love can enjoy it.
After smoking, Fahard flicked it and the flight attendant holding the ashtray quickly picked up the cigarette butt.
He swept the faces of the three women present, flicked his finger at one of the blonde flight attendants, and said: Let's go away, the blonde beauty stiffened a little, a hint of panic flashed in her eyes, then walked to his recliner and stood, bowed slightly, folded her hands in front of her lower abdomen and waited for instructions.
The other two men were ashamed of a general amnesty and quickly took off the dining cart and left the living room.
The flight attendant uniform on the private plane of Farhard is a dark blue slit skirt, a suit-cut jacket and a boat-shaped hat, a white shirt inside, a red-soled scarf wrapped around his neck, and dark stockings and high heels
The blonde stewardess' half-length hair was braided into a braid, hanging on the back of her neck
He glanced at the blonde flight attendant's famous brand and asked lazily: Tasha..., where are you from?
Tasha hurriedly said in Arabic with a strong accent: Ukraine
Fahard moved his body lazily on the recliner, resting his legs on the footstool
As soon as he got on the plane, he changed into a light silk top, tied trousers and embroidered slippers
Tasha hurriedly knelt on the ground and took off his slippers
She is a very standard Eastern European American, tall and long legs, thin waist, and very plump buttocks.
When she knelt on the ground, the curves stretched from her shoulders to her buttocks were very round
The skirt of the short skirt is lifted, revealing the black diamond-shaped pantyhose hips and legs. The lighter and translucent part of the color, and a piece of lace pantyhose pattern pressed down on the bottom.
Tasha opened her wet red lips, started from Fahard's little toe, and took her toes one by one into her mouth and sucked them with her hands. She skillfully pressed his heels and soles with her feet.
After licking his toes, Tasha spread his toes and carefully licked the skin between the toes, then licked back and forth from the heel to the soles of her feet.
The girls including Tasha are all trained for Fahard's hobby, so they don't need him to give more instructions, so they know what to do.
She licked and pressed for a while, feeling Fahard's muscles relaxed slightly, so she took off her coat, raised her upper body, and opened three buttons on her chest, revealing most of the breasts wrapped in the fiery red lace half-covered bra.
Because Tasha's skin is extremely white, the visual contrast between fiery red and snow-white is doubled.
Then she climbed forward, picked up Fahard's feet, and squeezed them with her warm and soft breast balls. At the same time, her red lips slightly opened and her eyes half closed, revealing a trance-intoxicated expression.
Through the thin silk bra, Fahad could feel Tasha's big and hard nipples, rubbing against his feet, and there was some movement under his silk pajamas.
Tasha quickly moved the mat away and climbed forward two more steps, allowing Fahard to spread his legs, still stepping on his breasts, then he walked around his legs with his hands and rubbed his penis through his pants.
After a while, Tasha held Fahad's feet to his chest, rubbed his insteps with his breasts, then put his head between his legs, gently kissed Fahad's penis through the fabric, and slowly blew the heat, leaving dark red stains on the snow-white silk pants.
Fahard snorted softly, moved his body, and laid his hands behind his head
Tasha quickly stood up and took a few steps back
First unbutton the shirt, then slightly sideways your body and slowly pull the sleeve on your left to let the clothes slide down the round shoulders. Then turn in a direction and pull down the clothes on the right. This white shirt hangs upside down on the back waist, revealing the slender and tight waist and abdomen.
Tasha then picked up her two breasts and squeezed them clockwise or counterclockwise.
While she was squeezing, her nipples were pushed out of the edge of the bra. Tasha stood up and unbuttoned the buckle on the back of the bra. She used the key to take off her top, took off her bra and threw it on the floor.
Then she first pulled off the boat-shaped hat that was clamped on her head, then bent over and unbuttoned the shirt and skirt that were still buckled around her waist.
While getting up and bent over, her waist slowly shaking, causing her 38G plump breasts to shake up irregular breast waves.
Tasha's maroon nipples are round and convex like cherries, and the areola is almost as big as a coffee cup.
The huge nipples and areola, paired with her tall and toned figure, does not look too abrupt.
When the short skirt fell to the ground, she only had a red scarf on her upper body, and lace hollow thong on her lower body, black tights and high heels on her waist.
Then she lay on the ground again and crawled forward. While crawling, she skillfully twisted her waist to increase the degree of shaking her breasts.
The key to this action is to be both attractive and avoid making people feel deliberate.
If you want to stir up a man's lust with every move, you have to rely on the advanced skills of the Middle East belly dancer. As a toy for Fahard, this is naturally a compulsory homework.
Tasha approached Fahard on the recliner and pulled his silk top apart, revealing Fahard's dark and strong upper body
Then, while rubbing Fahad's abdomen with his breasts, he licked Fahad's nipples and armpits very skillfully, and slowly pulled off his pants with both hands.
The pants were pulled open, and Fahad was as thick as his arms, and his amazingly long huge penis popped up, and the blue veins were wide open, and transparent liquid had already oozed out of the urethra, as if he was eager to choose a person and ate him.
Tasha knelt on the ground and first put Fahard's feet on his thighs so that his feet could enjoy the touch of smooth stockings rubbing.
Then, gently pulled the skin of Fahad's scrotum a little open, carefully licked it along the folds of the scrotum, then held his huge testicles with both hands, pressed and rubbed it with his clever fingers, and barely put the front end of Fahad's penis into his mouth.
But Fahard's penis was too long, and Tasha couldn't hold it at all. Her throat was already pressed by the thick glans, so she licked it up and down with her tongue. After her penis was covered with saliva, she clamped it into her deep cleavage, and completely wrapped the penis from the base with her soft and warm breasts, and applied pressure through her breasts with both hands.
The tongue concentrates on licking the opening and edge of the glans' crown
After five minutes of hard work, Tasha was sweating all over her body, and the cleavage was covered with sticky sweat.
The chin and the root of the tongue are sore and numb, and the saliva is not coming out much
However, Fahard's penis also became harder and seemed to have grown a little bigger.
He seemed satisfied, and gently tapped the armrest of the recliner with his fingers. Tasha knew it and immediately raised her upper body, kneeled down and took a few steps back, then folded her hands on the ground, making a kneeling posture similar to a Japanese geisha, looking up and waiting for instructions.
Fahad stood up lazily and kicked Tasha on the side of the leg
She quickly got up and opened her legs, tightened the stockings on her crotch, and stroked the nails of her index finger, pulled a hole open with a thunderous sound, revealing the very smooth sides of the vagina and the fiery red transparent thongs
Tasha then cut the fabric on the crotch of her underwear, tear it hard to both sides, and then tighten the straps on her waist and hips, so that the torn underwear can be slid into the thigh groove.
After careful electroacupuncture, the vaginal port is as full as a white steamed bun. After being tightened by the red edges, it is even more prominent.
Tasha then spread her legs a little further, leaned forward with her upper body, stretched her hands straight to the ground, making her entire upper body at a 45-degree angle to the ground, making it convenient for Fahad to appreciate her tender red vagina that blooms slightly like a rose, and her tight and slightly concave anus.
Fahard hugged his chest with his hands, carefully admiring Tasha's curves wrapped under the black silk, from his calf to his hips
This open and slightly bent knees make her lower body tight, and it can be seen that Tasha's legs and buttocks are very tight, highlighting the advantages of long legs and plump buttocks in Eastern European and American women.
Fahard was very satisfied with the scene in front of him. What made her happy was not Tasha's beauty, but Tasha's physical condition and skillful movements, which showed that the industry he controlled was so mature and efficient.
Although beauties are born, they are not toys. They require a lot of education and treatment. Just like diamonds are just carbon blocks without polishing.
Industrial diamonds and jewelry diamonds have a very different value, but the main difference is processing.
Although through drugs and beatings, it is easy for women to pick up customers
But to train a virgin like Tasha to be able to be activated at any time, the effort spent is compared with the former, just like the difference between making paper cups and crystal cups, the two are not the same level at all.
In the industry, there are very few people who can compete with him in training methods, but after all, it is not without them.
But when it comes to output, no one can compare with him
Of course, once Fahard broke Tasha, her price would drop more than half of it
But for him, he doesn't have to worry about this level of loss at all
Virgin slaves like Tasha are considered rare goods in the auction market, but to him, they are as common as extracted toilet paper.
So basically, Fahard only plays with virginity, and this feeling of being superior to others is more pleasant than sex itself
Just like Merubin Keen of the hacker mission said: It's like using silk to wipe your butt, it's so cool
So he walked forward behind Tasha and slapped her ass hard
Tasha hurriedly pulled over another light chair in the room, and her feet returned to a slightly bent state just separated. She raised her upper body and supported her hands on the back of the chair.
At this angle, Fahard's upturned penis can drive straight into the air
He didn't talk much nonsense, and he poked his gun directly into it. As soon as the huge glans pushed open his labia, he felt the resistance of the hymen. He paused for a moment, enjoyed the satisfaction before the opening, and then began to force his waist and thrust in bit by bit
Although I was exercised and mentally prepared, Fahard's penis size was extraordinary
As soon as his glans was pushed into the vagina, Tasha felt a torn pain, and she had no time to care about the feeling of the moment when the hymen ruptured.
She couldn't help but scream, but immediately became alert, bit her lip and swallowed the second half of the painful scream.
Fahard's penis continued to thrust slowly but firmly, pushing the flesh in Tasha's vaginal wall layer after layer. Her face turned pale in pain, and her snow-white back was covered with cold sweat. She pinched her fingers into the back of the chair, poking the cloth on her head.
After a long period of training, the effect was shown. Although Tasha was about to faint from pain, she still regularly contracted the muscles of her abdomen and buttocks, and twisted her waist slightly, causing the vaginal wall to squeeze and rubbed Fahad's penis.
She didn't forget to turn her head so that the man behind her could see her face
The urgency of the virgin hole alone is already ecstatic. Tasha's technology adds a layer of enjoyment
However, for Fahard, what really made him excited was to appreciate Tasha's expression of fear and loss of his mind when he endured severe pain but did not dare to moan out. This is a proof of his absolute status
Fahard's penis finally hit Tasha's cervix, but there was still a piece exposed outside, which made him a little unhappy, so he pinched her buttocks with both hands, and did not pull out the penis, but just kept pushing hard.
Every time Fahard sprints, he pushed Tasha almost his feet off the ground.
She only felt that kind of impact penetrated deeply into her abdominal cavity, as if she was about to penetrate her stomach and intestines.
She breathed in a mess, making a whimpering sound from her nose, holding back and not shouting, making her lips bleed
In this tortured situation, I don’t know whether it was a minute or three hours later, Falid suddenly reached out and grabbed the red scarf on Tasha’s neck and tightened it hard.
Although Tasha couldn't even suck in, she was still struggling between her instinct to protect her life and her fear of Fahard. She stretched her hand to her neck several times but put it down again.
In the end, maybe Tasha was desperate about her miserable fate, or just lost her sense of autonomy, she gave up her resistance, and her hands returned to her tight grasp onto the back of the chair, but her waist and neck were still instinctively bent and twisted in the direction of Fahard in order to relieve the pressure.
Fahard did not continue to pull to the end, but did not relax, but just continued to thrust, watching Tasha's eyes turn white, and his tongue spit out, struggling and twitching in the absence of oxygen
Thick foam was already overflowing from the corner of her mouth. Every time she choked, she vomited more, and her lower abdomen couldn't help but shrink.
Tasha's dying reaction brought great stimulation to Falid in both vision and penis. He increased his thrust and pushed Tasha's body up. Her legs were kicking and kicking in the air.
With a last hissing, Tasha spewed out an orange and yellow urine and completely fainted.
At the same time, Fahard finally ejaculated. Because his neck was pulled and his lower abdomen were pressed, Tasha was still standing with soft limbs, shaking with the impact of Fahard's ejaculation.
When Fahard let go, she fell like mud. Fahard's penis also simmered and left her vagina.
Fahard didn't look much, and pressed the speaker again
The two flight attendants who had withdrawn before walked in and looked at Tasha who was lying on the ground in fear. Fahad made a gesture. The petite black flight attendant quickly knelt down, picked up his soft penis, carefully licked off the secretions left on his head and Tasha's virgin blood, and then wiped them carefully with the warm and wet towel he brought in.
After finishing the cleaning work, he then served him to put on his new clothes
Another flight attendant who looked like a Japanese man went to check Tasha
She lay on the carpet, her eyes not closed, revealing large white spots
The tongue I spit out was not taken in, and a large pool of foamy saliva flowed out
The urine from the lower body is still tickling out, mixed with blood, and the pink semen flowing out of the vagina.
If it weren't for the fact that Fahard might want anal sex, and had emptied his anus in advance, he might have to lose his feces.
The Japanese flight attendant touched Tasha's neck, but fortunately she had a pulse, so she quickly pressed her face with an oxygen bottle with a mask in the medical box. As a senior female slave, she also needs to have basic care abilities.
Fahard put on his clothes, sat back on the recliner, and waved his hand
A black stewardess took out a can of Pavel brand bubble mineral water from the refrigerator in the living room, twisted the bottle cap and placed it on the tray on the side of the chair
Then he packed up the clothes scattered on the floor, and each of the Japanese stewardess grabbed two corners of the carpet, and pulled the unconscious Tassar out together.
After Fahard waited for them to exit, he pressed the button beside the recliner, and the screen and keyboard were hung from the ceiling. He typed in his password to log in to the computer, turned on the communication software, and six avatars immediately appeared on the split screen, starting his video business meeting today.
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Just under the empty space slightly lower than the Gulfstream jet in Fahard, a former Soviet-made IL-76 transport aircraft flew towards Somalia in the opposite direction.
Mo Yan sat on the canvas seat against the cabin wall and felt that his bones were almost shaking away.
Like most Russian military vehicles, practicality is the first, and comfort is nothing to mention, so that paratroopers will be eager to jump out quickly.
This time he took a humanitarian rescue machine and wanted to talk to an old customer.
Since there are no contraband on the plane and himself, he is basically in a relaxed mood
At this time, he felt someone approaching. It turned out that the deputy captain came over with a thermos bottle and said a few words to him.
But his words were completely covered by the rumbling sound of the engine, so Mo Yan opened his hand next to his ear and signaled the other party to make a loud noise. The other party smiled and increased the volume:
It will be landed in an hour. The co-pilot's English has a strong accent of Afrika (South African) but I can barely understand it.
Mo Yan actually also talks about Afrikaner, but he doesn't think it's necessary for him to know.
Thanks
Do you want to have a drink together after unloading the goods? I know the great bar
Mo Yan smiled slightly, shook his head, and made up a reason: Thank you, but I have a relationship in the press group, and I can't wait to find her to have a shot.
The co-pilot laughed loudly after hearing this and raised the thermos: Do you want to drink some freshly brewed coffee?
Mo Yan was outside and tried not to eat or drink the diet provided by others, so he pointed to his heart and said: Thank you, but I would feel palpitations when I drink caffeine.
The co-pilot smiled, turned around and walked back to the cockpit
The plane is swaying so hard that I can't even read books, I can't do anything
Mo Yan thought for a while, pulled the net rope for fixing goods on one of the cargo platforms, and turned it into an oblique backrest, leaning on it, closing his head and resting.
This is another habit he has developed in his previous career. Although he should not let himself sleep too hard when he sleeps, when he has the opportunity to sleep, he should find a way to fall asleep in any fragmented time blocks, because no one can predict how long it will take to rest once he runs around.
Between the rumbling and continuous shaking of the engine, Mo Yan sank into the sleeping village with alertness
Gulfstream G550 jets are slim and slowly sliding in the sky. The outline of the sunset has completely hidden into the porthole side, under the horizon of the African continent, leaving only purple-red light on the clouds.
Fahard washed his hands and feet, knelt down on a Persian brocade carpet, murmured toward the direction of Mecca at the end of the machine
Fahard was a devout believer. In addition to never touching wine and pork, he worshiped on time five times a day and fasted every year. He went to Mecca to pay homage to the harem every December, and gave great sacred sacred lessons to the temple and the poor.
For Farhard, his private life and career did not conflict with his identity as a devout believer.
Just like the medieval warriors could go out to burn, kill, and loot every day, it would be fine to pursue a married noble lady. As long as you return to the castle, remember to repent to the priest, and become the most pious and innocent people of the Father every day.
When he was worshiping, the bodyguard Hatib just stood like a tree stump, standing slanted behind him without moving, without making any sound
After finishing his work, Fahad said to Hatib: You can relax on the plane, retreat and rest. Before the plane arrives in London, I don’t have to come out without calling you. Hatib nodded and looked at him and was about to retreat.
Fahad said again: Go and find happiness. If you like someone, try to play as much as possible. Hatib didn't reply, so he nodded and quit.
Fahard smiled slightly, he knew that Hatib was not interested in women, but just made a joke
The only thing that makes Hatib excited is killing people, especially killing people with bare hands
Hatib, who is 190, is a mixed Arab and Somalia race. He is good at wrestling, boxing and dagger fighting. He has received training from the US military in Saudi Arabia's special forces.
Every month, Fahard will find a player to play against Hatibu through the underground boxing network, so that Hatibu will be beaten to death.
As long as he can properly vent his bloodthirsty urge, Hatib will always be as calm as ice.
Fahard feels that it is worth paying this price. Talents who can perfectly combine the roles of killer and bodyguard are hard to come by.
Fahard has always believed that the key to making employees work hard is to provide enough incentives.
Just like Huoshan, an old man in the mountains, provides psychedelic drugs, beautiful virgins and ascension promises, making believers willing to give their lives to perform assassination missions
For Farhard, money and women are his capital. In addition to generous rewards, the people who work hard can make the beauty more comfortable to serve.
If a person's dick tied the rope, it would be the same as the other person who would go east and the las west.
He came to his senses, pressed the phone and asked the chef to prepare dinner
Not long before three flight attendants in dark blue uniforms pushed the roasted lamb knees, iced freshly squeezed apricot juice and other meal-paired snacks to serve him to eat.
After drinking the strong Arabic coffee, Fahard smoked another hand-rolled cigarette
He thinks Cuban cigars look rough and prefers ordinary-sized cigarettes
So I booked a tobacco garden in Cuba and asked a specialist to help him process it into a cigarette while the fragrance of tobacco leaves is the strongest
The finished product is of excellent quality: the snow-white smoke body is bandaged in a delicate and tight manner. The cigarette I enjoyed is made with silver Arabic characters, and the filter is made into a bright blue one.
The other type is a blue filter with a silver ring on it, but the one with no name is used to treat guests.
There is also a green-mouthed one, mixed with cannabis and rare Arabic excitement herbs. Only big customers who are in love can enjoy it.
After smoking, Fahard flicked it and the flight attendant holding the ashtray quickly picked up the cigarette butt.
He swept the faces of the three women present, flicked his finger at one of the blonde flight attendants, and said: Let's go away, the blonde beauty stiffened a little, a hint of panic flashed in her eyes, then walked to his recliner and stood, bowed slightly, folded her hands in front of her lower abdomen and waited for instructions.
The other two men were ashamed of a general amnesty and quickly took off the dining cart and left the living room.
The flight attendant uniform on the private plane of Farhard is a dark blue slit skirt, a suit-cut jacket and a boat-shaped hat, a white shirt inside, a red-soled scarf wrapped around his neck, and dark stockings and high heels
The blonde stewardess' half-length hair was braided into a braid, hanging on the back of her neck
He glanced at the blonde flight attendant's famous brand and asked lazily: Tasha..., where are you from?
Tasha hurriedly said in Arabic with a strong accent: Ukraine
Fahard moved his body lazily on the recliner, resting his legs on the footstool
As soon as he got on the plane, he changed into a light silk top, tied trousers and embroidered slippers
Tasha hurriedly knelt on the ground and took off his slippers
She is a very standard Eastern European American, tall and long legs, thin waist, and very plump buttocks.
When she knelt on the ground, the curves stretched from her shoulders to her buttocks were very round
The skirt of the short skirt is lifted, revealing the black diamond-shaped pantyhose hips and legs. The lighter and translucent part of the color, and a piece of lace pantyhose pattern pressed down on the bottom.
Tasha opened her wet red lips, started from Fahard's little toe, and took her toes one by one into her mouth and sucked them with her hands. She skillfully pressed his heels and soles with her feet.
After licking his toes, Tasha spread his toes and carefully licked the skin between the toes, then licked back and forth from the heel to the soles of her feet.
The girls including Tasha are all trained for Fahard's hobby, so they don't need him to give more instructions, so they know what to do.
She licked and pressed for a while, feeling Fahard's muscles relaxed slightly, so she took off her coat, raised her upper body, and opened three buttons on her chest, revealing most of the breasts wrapped in the fiery red lace half-covered bra.
Because Tasha's skin is extremely white, the visual contrast between fiery red and snow-white is doubled.
Then she climbed forward, picked up Fahard's feet, and squeezed them with her warm and soft breast balls. At the same time, her red lips slightly opened and her eyes half closed, revealing a trance-intoxicated expression.
Through the thin silk bra, Fahad could feel Tasha's big and hard nipples, rubbing against his feet, and there was some movement under his silk pajamas.
Tasha quickly moved the mat away and climbed forward two more steps, allowing Fahard to spread his legs, still stepping on his breasts, then he walked around his legs with his hands and rubbed his penis through his pants.
After a while, Tasha held Fahad's feet to his chest, rubbed his insteps with his breasts, then put his head between his legs, gently kissed Fahad's penis through the fabric, and slowly blew the heat, leaving dark red stains on the snow-white silk pants.
Fahard snorted softly, moved his body, and laid his hands behind his head
Tasha quickly stood up and took a few steps back
First unbutton the shirt, then slightly sideways your body and slowly pull the sleeve on your left to let the clothes slide down the round shoulders. Then turn in a direction and pull down the clothes on the right. This white shirt hangs upside down on the back waist, revealing the slender and tight waist and abdomen.
Tasha then picked up her two breasts and squeezed them clockwise or counterclockwise.
While she was squeezing, her nipples were pushed out of the edge of the bra. Tasha stood up and unbuttoned the buckle on the back of the bra. She used the key to take off her top, took off her bra and threw it on the floor.
Then she first pulled off the boat-shaped hat that was clamped on her head, then bent over and unbuttoned the shirt and skirt that were still buckled around her waist.
While getting up and bent over, her waist slowly shaking, causing her 38G plump breasts to shake up irregular breast waves.
Tasha's maroon nipples are round and convex like cherries, and the areola is almost as big as a coffee cup.
The huge nipples and areola, paired with her tall and toned figure, does not look too abrupt.
When the short skirt fell to the ground, she only had a red scarf on her upper body, and lace hollow thong on her lower body, black tights and high heels on her waist.
Then she lay on the ground again and crawled forward. While crawling, she skillfully twisted her waist to increase the degree of shaking her breasts.
The key to this action is to be both attractive and avoid making people feel deliberate.
If you want to stir up a man's lust with every move, you have to rely on the advanced skills of the Middle East belly dancer. As a toy for Fahard, this is naturally a compulsory homework.
Tasha approached Fahard on the recliner and pulled his silk top apart, revealing Fahard's dark and strong upper body
Then, while rubbing Fahad's abdomen with his breasts, he licked Fahad's nipples and armpits very skillfully, and slowly pulled off his pants with both hands.
The pants were pulled open, and Fahad was as thick as his arms, and his amazingly long huge penis popped up, and the blue veins were wide open, and transparent liquid had already oozed out of the urethra, as if he was eager to choose a person and ate him.
Tasha knelt on the ground and first put Fahard's feet on his thighs so that his feet could enjoy the touch of smooth stockings rubbing.
Then, gently pulled the skin of Fahad's scrotum a little open, carefully licked it along the folds of the scrotum, then held his huge testicles with both hands, pressed and rubbed it with his clever fingers, and barely put the front end of Fahad's penis into his mouth.
But Fahard's penis was too long, and Tasha couldn't hold it at all. Her throat was already pressed by the thick glans, so she licked it up and down with her tongue. After her penis was covered with saliva, she clamped it into her deep cleavage, and completely wrapped the penis from the base with her soft and warm breasts, and applied pressure through her breasts with both hands.
The tongue concentrates on licking the opening and edge of the glans' crown
After five minutes of hard work, Tasha was sweating all over her body, and the cleavage was covered with sticky sweat.
The chin and the root of the tongue are sore and numb, and the saliva is not coming out much
However, Fahard's penis also became harder and seemed to have grown a little bigger.
He seemed satisfied, and gently tapped the armrest of the recliner with his fingers. Tasha knew it and immediately raised her upper body, kneeled down and took a few steps back, then folded her hands on the ground, making a kneeling posture similar to a Japanese geisha, looking up and waiting for instructions.
Fahad stood up lazily and kicked Tasha on the side of the leg
She quickly got up and opened her legs, tightened the stockings on her crotch, and stroked the nails of her index finger, pulled a hole open with a thunderous sound, revealing the very smooth sides of the vagina and the fiery red transparent thongs
Tasha then cut the fabric on the crotch of her underwear, tear it hard to both sides, and then tighten the straps on her waist and hips, so that the torn underwear can be slid into the thigh groove.
After careful electroacupuncture, the vaginal port is as full as a white steamed bun. After being tightened by the red edges, it is even more prominent.
Tasha then spread her legs a little further, leaned forward with her upper body, stretched her hands straight to the ground, making her entire upper body at a 45-degree angle to the ground, making it convenient for Fahad to appreciate her tender red vagina that blooms slightly like a rose, and her tight and slightly concave anus.
Fahard hugged his chest with his hands, carefully admiring Tasha's curves wrapped under the black silk, from his calf to his hips
This open and slightly bent knees make her lower body tight, and it can be seen that Tasha's legs and buttocks are very tight, highlighting the advantages of long legs and plump buttocks in Eastern European and American women.
Fahard was very satisfied with the scene in front of him. What made her happy was not Tasha's beauty, but Tasha's physical condition and skillful movements, which showed that the industry he controlled was so mature and efficient.
Although beauties are born, they are not toys. They require a lot of education and treatment. Just like diamonds are just carbon blocks without polishing.
Industrial diamonds and jewelry diamonds have a very different value, but the main difference is processing.
Although through drugs and beatings, it is easy for women to pick up customers
But to train a virgin like Tasha to be able to be activated at any time, the effort spent is compared with the former, just like the difference between making paper cups and crystal cups, the two are not the same level at all.
In the industry, there are very few people who can compete with him in training methods, but after all, it is not without them.
But when it comes to output, no one can compare with him
Of course, once Fahard broke Tasha, her price would drop more than half of it
But for him, he doesn't have to worry about this level of loss at all
Virgin slaves like Tasha are considered rare goods in the auction market, but to him, they are as common as extracted toilet paper.
So basically, Fahard only plays with virginity, and this feeling of being superior to others is more pleasant than sex itself
Just like Merubin Keen of the hacker mission said: It's like using silk to wipe your butt, it's so cool
So he walked forward behind Tasha and slapped her ass hard
Tasha hurriedly pulled over another light chair in the room, and her feet returned to a slightly bent state just separated. She raised her upper body and supported her hands on the back of the chair.
At this angle, Fahard's upturned penis can drive straight into the air
He didn't talk much nonsense, and he poked his gun directly into it. As soon as the huge glans pushed open his labia, he felt the resistance of the hymen. He paused for a moment, enjoyed the satisfaction before the opening, and then began to force his waist and thrust in bit by bit
Although I was exercised and mentally prepared, Fahard's penis size was extraordinary
As soon as his glans was pushed into the vagina, Tasha felt a torn pain, and she had no time to care about the feeling of the moment when the hymen ruptured.
She couldn't help but scream, but immediately became alert, bit her lip and swallowed the second half of the painful scream.
Fahard's penis continued to thrust slowly but firmly, pushing the flesh in Tasha's vaginal wall layer after layer. Her face turned pale in pain, and her snow-white back was covered with cold sweat. She pinched her fingers into the back of the chair, poking the cloth on her head.
After a long period of training, the effect was shown. Although Tasha was about to faint from pain, she still regularly contracted the muscles of her abdomen and buttocks, and twisted her waist slightly, causing the vaginal wall to squeeze and rubbed Fahad's penis.
She didn't forget to turn her head so that the man behind her could see her face
The urgency of the virgin hole alone is already ecstatic. Tasha's technology adds a layer of enjoyment
However, for Fahard, what really made him excited was to appreciate Tasha's expression of fear and loss of his mind when he endured severe pain but did not dare to moan out. This is a proof of his absolute status
Fahard's penis finally hit Tasha's cervix, but there was still a piece exposed outside, which made him a little unhappy, so he pinched her buttocks with both hands, and did not pull out the penis, but just kept pushing hard.
Every time Fahard sprints, he pushed Tasha almost his feet off the ground.
She only felt that kind of impact penetrated deeply into her abdominal cavity, as if she was about to penetrate her stomach and intestines.
She breathed in a mess, making a whimpering sound from her nose, holding back and not shouting, making her lips bleed
In this tortured situation, I don’t know whether it was a minute or three hours later, Falid suddenly reached out and grabbed the red scarf on Tasha’s neck and tightened it hard.
Although Tasha couldn't even suck in, she was still struggling between her instinct to protect her life and her fear of Fahard. She stretched her hand to her neck several times but put it down again.
In the end, maybe Tasha was desperate about her miserable fate, or just lost her sense of autonomy, she gave up her resistance, and her hands returned to her tight grasp onto the back of the chair, but her waist and neck were still instinctively bent and twisted in the direction of Fahard in order to relieve the pressure.
Fahard did not continue to pull to the end, but did not relax, but just continued to thrust, watching Tasha's eyes turn white, and his tongue spit out, struggling and twitching in the absence of oxygen
Thick foam was already overflowing from the corner of her mouth. Every time she choked, she vomited more, and her lower abdomen couldn't help but shrink.
Tasha's dying reaction brought great stimulation to Falid in both vision and penis. He increased his thrust and pushed Tasha's body up. Her legs were kicking and kicking in the air.
With a last hissing, Tasha spewed out an orange and yellow urine and completely fainted.
At the same time, Fahard finally ejaculated. Because his neck was pulled and his lower abdomen were pressed, Tasha was still standing with soft limbs, shaking with the impact of Fahard's ejaculation.
When Fahard let go, she fell like mud. Fahard's penis also simmered and left her vagina.
Fahard didn't look much, and pressed the speaker again
The two flight attendants who had withdrawn before walked in and looked at Tasha who was lying on the ground in fear. Fahad made a gesture. The petite black flight attendant quickly knelt down, picked up his soft penis, carefully licked off the secretions left on his head and Tasha's virgin blood, and then wiped them carefully with the warm and wet towel he brought in.
After finishing the cleaning work, he then served him to put on his new clothes
Another flight attendant who looked like a Japanese man went to check Tasha
She lay on the carpet, her eyes not closed, revealing large white spots
The tongue I spit out was not taken in, and a large pool of foamy saliva flowed out
The urine from the lower body is still tickling out, mixed with blood, and the pink semen flowing out of the vagina.
If it weren't for the fact that Fahard might want anal sex, and had emptied his anus in advance, he might have to lose his feces.
The Japanese flight attendant touched Tasha's neck, but fortunately she had a pulse, so she quickly pressed her face with an oxygen bottle with a mask in the medical box. As a senior female slave, she also needs to have basic care abilities.
Fahard put on his clothes, sat back on the recliner, and waved his hand
A black stewardess took out a can of Pavel brand bubble mineral water from the refrigerator in the living room, twisted the bottle cap and placed it on the tray on the side of the chair
Then he packed up the clothes scattered on the floor, and each of the Japanese stewardess grabbed two corners of the carpet, and pulled the unconscious Tassar out together.
After Fahard waited for them to exit, he pressed the button beside the recliner, and the screen and keyboard were hung from the ceiling. He typed in his password to log in to the computer, turned on the communication software, and six avatars immediately appeared on the split screen, starting his video business meeting today.
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Just under the empty space slightly lower than the Gulfstream jet in Fahard, a former Soviet-made IL-76 transport aircraft flew towards Somalia in the opposite direction.
Mo Yan sat on the canvas seat against the cabin wall and felt that his bones were almost shaking away.
Like most Russian military vehicles, practicality is the first, and comfort is nothing to mention, so that paratroopers will be eager to jump out quickly.
This time he took a humanitarian rescue machine and wanted to talk to an old customer.
Since there are no contraband on the plane and himself, he is basically in a relaxed mood
At this time, he felt someone approaching. It turned out that the deputy captain came over with a thermos bottle and said a few words to him.
But his words were completely covered by the rumbling sound of the engine, so Mo Yan opened his hand next to his ear and signaled the other party to make a loud noise. The other party smiled and increased the volume:
It will be landed in an hour. The co-pilot's English has a strong accent of Afrika (South African) but I can barely understand it.
Mo Yan actually also talks about Afrikaner, but he doesn't think it's necessary for him to know.
Thanks
Do you want to have a drink together after unloading the goods? I know the great bar
Mo Yan smiled slightly, shook his head, and made up a reason: Thank you, but I have a relationship in the press group, and I can't wait to find her to have a shot.
The co-pilot laughed loudly after hearing this and raised the thermos: Do you want to drink some freshly brewed coffee?
Mo Yan was outside and tried not to eat or drink the diet provided by others, so he pointed to his heart and said: Thank you, but I would feel palpitations when I drink caffeine.
The co-pilot smiled, turned around and walked back to the cockpit
The plane is swaying so hard that I can't even read books, I can't do anything
Mo Yan thought for a while, pulled the net rope for fixing goods on one of the cargo platforms, and turned it into an oblique backrest, leaning on it, closing his head and resting.
This is another habit he has developed in his previous career. Although he should not let himself sleep too hard when he sleeps, when he has the opportunity to sleep, he should find a way to fall asleep in any fragmented time blocks, because no one can predict how long it will take to rest once he runs around.
Between the rumbling and continuous shaking of the engine, Mo Yan sank into the sleeping village with alertness
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