Lucas Frank

Max paused for a moment near the door, naked on all fours and freshly fucked, she could feel the warm wet proof of what she had let Sneijder do to her drooling from her asshole down the inside of her thigh. She blushed deeply at how depraved she had let the whole situation become.

As she stopped she couldn't help but wiggle her ass at the odd sensation of Sneijders cum and excess oil dripping off her body. She let out a soft sigh, and raised her head slightly, knowing that whoever had interrupted them before was most likely still waiting just outside the door. Having another person see her like this was an embarrassment she would like to avoid.

"Move," Sneijder demanded from behind her before walking up near her head and grabbing a handful of her curly hair, he pulled on it.

"Fuck!" Max cried out and quickly became to crawl forward, letting him lead her through the door as if she was on a leash. In the hallway he let her go, Max sat back and glared at him. She wanted to kill him, or maybe she wanted to fuck him, she wasn't sure.

"Is he here?" Sneijder called out down the hall, he was almost seething in anger.

"Yes, sir," a soft womanly voice replied and a moment later a young blonde woman turned down the hallway.

Max blushed at the idea of having another person see her like this, she moved back slightly and sat, half laying on her thighs. Sneijder looked back at her but didn't say anything.

"And the disk," Sneijder asked.

"I have it on me, sir!"

Sneijder nodded, "give it to him."

"What?" Max asked and stared up at Sneijder, he looked back at her and shook his head. "That disk is mine," she quickly stood and shuddered when she felt his cum slip down her leg. She was going to kill that bastard.

"Sorry, babe, Looks like in the end I made him the better deal."

Max turned back to the new voice coming from down the hallway, Lucas Frank stood, holding the disk in his hand and a wide smile on his face as he gleefully ogled the ravished beauty.