Tremble with pleasure as you try to figure out a way to get the information from the notebook back to the agency

You lie there, your ass still spasming from the intense fucking, trying to gather your thoughts amidst the haze of pleasure. The notebook, your sole purpose for being here, is lying forgotten on the floor. You know you can't leave without it. It's the key to bringing El Escorpión down, to saving the lives of countless people, and to proving your worth as an agent.

He press his larger body against you, pinning you to the mattress as he catches his breath. His cock, still semi-hard, rests against your thigh, leaving a wet trail of cum that slowly cools on your skin. The room smells of sex and sweat, a heady scent that fills the air and makes your head spin. You try to push yourself up, the urgency of your mission weighing heavily on your shoulders.

"You're such a good cock sleeve. Better than most of my mistresses." El Escorpión's chuckle sends a shiver down your spine. You struggle to maintain your composure, knowing you can't let him see the conflict raging within you. You need to get the notebook and escape, but your body is a traitor, basking in the aftermath of his rough treatment.

You scurry off of the bed as you bunch up your maid work uniform with the notebook. You can feel his cum dripping down your thighs and staining the fabric, but the urgency of the situation outweighs your embarrassment. Your heart races as you tiptoe across the floor, trying not to alert him to your escape. The carpet is plush underfoot, muffling any potential noise, but your nerves are stretched tight like a bowstring.

"Where do you think you're going, my pretty little maid?" El Escorpión's voice is lazy, his eyes half-lidded with satisfaction, but there's a sharpness to it that makes you freeze mid-step.

You turn back to him, feigning innocence as best you can. "Just going to clean up, Señor. I don't want to make a mess." You flash him a submissive smile, hoping he'll buy your act. "Don't want your wife to get upset, do we?"

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