ALICE Ch 236

Mio gazes at Kylie.

“I will buy you a drink,” she announces and hops off her chair, trotting to the bar.

“What is happening?” Kylie asks, staring after her in wonder.

“I told you! She’s like a little Alice, but she has confidence and no boundaries,” Lora whispers. “I told you all of it.”

“Was I drunk?”

Lora groans. “She’s making a pass at you.”

“I am a stunner,” Kylie says modestly. “I’m not sure her English is good.”

“It’s horrible. She says it’s good and then says everything so directly.” Lora pounds the rest of her beer. “English is hard, to be fair. She’s got her degree in IT.”

“Really?”

“So she’s smart and employable. Girl’s got to keep her options open when her best mate’s been sacked.”

“Shut up.” Lora puts her head down and groans.

“She’s coming back.”

Lora grudgingly sits up as Mio returns to the table and places a glass in front of Kylie. It’s a whiskey glass and it’s quite full; that’s got to be three shots in there. Of what, though?

“Thank you,” Kylie says sweetly. “You’re so thoughtful, Mio.” She picks up the glass and takes a drink, gagging slightly. She swallows, eyes wide, and clears her throat. “Oh. That’s Scotch. Er, my favorite. Thank you, Mio. You know the way to a girl’s heart is right through her liver. Finally, someone who really gets me.”

“Yes,” Mio says, nodding.

Kylie rests her chin in her hand and stares at Mio in wonder. “God. You were a rallyer, right?”

“Yes.”

“And you murdered twenty men,” Kylie goes on, simpishly.

“Yes,” Mio says gravely.

“Kylie, I don’t love you enough to protect you from getting canceled. Or sacked,” Lora warns.

Kylie sighs. “You’re right. You’re no fun. But you’re right. I’m sorry, Mio. I like you more than I like anyone that I’ve known for only a few minutes, but my heart belongs to another. Six others. Six others with big, strong hands.”

Mio nods. Lora isn’t convinced that she understands.

“Speaking of,” Kylie says, glancing at Lora. “I was looking for them earlier. Thought this might be my big chance. Do you know where they’ve gone?”

“Well, there are two of them right there,” Lora says, indicating with her eyes. Two Amazons sit at the bar, bent over their phones. As Kylie looks, the two Amazons get up and leave. Even drunk, she is more observant than Mio. “And three of them were at the Paddock.”

“They’ve just gone,” Kylie notes, disappointed. “Wait, that’s only five. Where’s the other one?”

FF1

The Amazon has Cosette’s hips so far off the bed that the French woman’s spine is almost in an L-shape. The mirror on the wall of the hotel room is crooked and the headboard thumps insistently against the wall as the Amazon fucks her with abandon. Cosette can’t get purchase with her blindly groping hands. Her soft breasts bounce with such **** that it hurts a little, although that goes unnoticed beside the pounding that has already gotten her off once. Her legs kick and her feet cramp when she feels scalding semen flood her pussy.

The Amazon grunts, then falls heavily on top of her. Her body is rock hard, yet limp.

Cosette smiles at the gently spinning ceiling, running her hand through the Amazon’s sweaty hair.