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Chapter 7 by Storm Chyld Storm Chyld

Is it time to act, or will Alex keep his cool?

Stay cool.

While Alex thought he might be able to get the drop on them, and take them all out, he felt he needed more Intel. Obviously he was in someone's territory, and knowing more, before he started killing people seemed like a wise idea.

The two bandits shoved him forward, as the sniper left to resume his post. The three of them continued down the twisting maze, till they finally came to the center of town. The center was dominated by three large buildings. One was a run down garage with a sand runner inside. Another appeared to be a pub, though it looked deserted. The last was a small squat structure, with a big red cross painted above the door.

His escort led him inside this building, and into a lounge. In the middle of the floor, a muscular male was fucking a large breasted black woman from behind. Her huge breasts were bouncing to and fro in a rather enticing manner.

Beyond them tied to a sofa, sat a scarred and angry looking man, with graying hair. His anger was mixed with lust, as a busty blond woman, dressed in a bone skirt, rode him for all she was worth. The woman groaned in pleasure, her breasts bouncing in a tight tank top, as she watched the three of them enter the room.

Coming to a stop, she ground her wet pussy down on the man's thick cock. “Who is this?” She asked curious.

“Off worlder.” One of the two bandits remarked off offhandedly.

“Mmm” she moaned softly getting up, her quim leaking, as her sexy hips swayed toward him. “Big, sexy, hansom, and I'm betting tough?” She asked giving Alex a sharp slap. Alex just stared at her calmly, ignoring the slight sting.

“You look...tasty.” the tanned beauty smiled slipping to her knees in front of the ex marine.

Accept her advances or resist?

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