Victoria

Victoria stopped moving craning her neck to look at Simmons.

“Peter, nice to see you again” she said still slowly grinding her hips into the man beneath her, his cock slurring in and out of her pussy. Max’s eyes were fixed on the large member pistoning in and out of Vikki’s soft, cute little slit.

Victoria got off the man turning to them. Her bust size looked like it was a 34DD, her body, toned and slender, much like Max’s.

“Whose your friend Pete?”

“This is Max, she’s a little ass I picked up.”

“How much?”

“Excuse me?” Max flinched at the question. Victoria ignored her, looking at Simmons.

“Oh she’s not for sale.”

Max couldn’t help giving a sigh of relief.

“What is this place?” she asked Simmons.

“Hey” said Victoria, “In Victoria’s Pleasuredome, Victoria is the only women who speaks.”

“Fuck you sister” Max spat. Simmons grabbed her arm spinning her around narrowing his eyes at her, “Behave! Or do you want to get us killed.”

Max eyes widened at what he said before he turned back to Victoria.

“Relax Vikki, I can handle her.”

Victoria glared at him, “Good.”

“You were supposed to take care of the package two days ago.”

“Something more important came up.” Max was confused, what kind of people was Sergeant Simmons involved with? Her trained sense screamed at her, she knew this wasn’t the type of place she was supposed to be in. Victoria was dangerous, she could definitely tell that much.

“What could be more important”-

“Her.” Simmons cut in.

“I think she’s one of those government soldiers you told me to look out for.”

Max froze on the spot.

How did they know?