CH Day 8 - Get out of there

You hold the wife down so she doesn't get up and get hurt. More shots are fired, breaking all the windows and nice stuff in the bedroom.

Then another gun fires. You look to see the men falling down. Chloe is there with a gun. You cover your erection with your dress and run to her.

Together, you rush downstairs. Chloe stops to shoot another guard, and in a minute you are outside, running down the alley.

It sucks... but you finally get away and get in another cab, which takes you back to your hotel.

"I know you're mad," Chloe says as soon as you are back in the room. "I fucked up. All right? I'm sorry."

She's sorry... disgusted, you throw away your ruined dress and get in the shower... but of course Chloe comes in with you. And of course she keeps apologizing and soaps up her hands and puts them on your body.

You are just so mad... you already told her you don't like getting shot at. It's like she doesn't listen.

She's kissing your neck and rubbing her soapy hand around your cock, but you are not getting hard...

"What happened?" you ask.

"He knew I didn't really want to fuck him," Chloe admits, still squeezing your soft penis. "But I found out where the statue is."

"Great," you say. If Chloe hadn't fucked up, you could have... you know, continued with the wife. You were looking forward to it. You picture her kneeling in front of you again, and your penis starts to grow.

"Oh baby," Chloe says. Ugh... you are still mad at her, but you also need some relief.

A minute later you are both still dripping wet, but on the bed. All the other guests at the hotel are probably awake because of Chloe's cries. She's totally naked and shiny, on her hands and knees on the bed. You have a firm hold on her hard, and you pull it as you fuck her, the noisy slapping of your hips against her ass filling up the room.

This is probably what she wanted all along. That just pisses you off more, so you fuck her harder, and she shrieks.

You find yourself lying on top of her wet body, your cum bubbling out of her pussy with your cock still buried in her. You pull it out, and the sticky shaft leaves trails of juices and semen across her buttocks as you roll over.

Chloe crawls to you on the bed, kissing you gently.

"Feel better?" she asks.

"Fuck you," you say. You push her over and climb on top, your soft cock resting between her firm buttocks.

"Mmmm..." she moans.

"What happened to it?" you ask. You're getting hard again.

"The statue?" she pants.

Yeah... it's what you came here for. It's supposed to be worth a fortune, and if you aren't going home, you need the money. You don't mind splitting it with Chloe... even if she is a dumbass. You tease her entrance with your cock.

"Where?" you ask.

"I'll tell you. I promise," she says weakly. You push two fingers into her mouth and shove your cock inside, feeling her fit body shudder under yours.

You pump her that way until she cries and begs for you to make her cum, then you climb on top of her and cum on her face. Frustrated, but turned on, she rubs her clit to get off while you watch. By the time she's done and her legs are shaking... you aren't mad anymore. You kiss her, tasting salty semen on her lips, and you cuddle together under the covers.

She tells you about where she learned the statue is. Apparently the man who bought it... only bought it so he could return it to the tribe it had been stolen from. So if you want it, you will have to go into the jungle and steal it there.

Chloe doesn't sound worried... but she always gets relaxed and affectionate when you make her cum like that.

It sounds tricky.