Hide the Statue

Back in her black dress, Nobu’s cum still plastered all over her face, Lara returned to find one of the African Warlord’s henchmen whispering in his ear. Nobu turned to Lara with a serious expression on his dark face.

“There are men outside from the Chinese Government. I am assuming, عاهرة, that they are here for my Statue. How will you deal with them?”

Were it not for her extensive botox, Lara’s brow would have creased furiously. Were it not for the lip injections inflating her already pouty lips, Lara’s mouth would have sunk into a grimace. She quickly tottered over to Nobu and pulled her ridiculous dress the fraction of an inch needed to expose her thong-covered snatch.

“There is no such thing in this room babe,” Lara announced before pushing the scrap of fabric to the side. “But before they come talk to us, could you be a dear and put my favourite toy back in?” Nobu sneered, the bloodthirsty African was the head of an army known for its brutality and no doubt was hoping to see the “Legendary Tomb Raider” kill some Chinamen for him with his cum on her face.

Three men entered the VIP Area, their suits screamed Government and there were more than a few in the club making hasty exits on seeing them.

Lara had a dazed look in her eyes. Her cunt throbbed and she felt insanely full. It was only the mix of **** and lingering arousal from titfucking Nobu that stopped her from crying too loudly when Nobu’s henchman had **** the, thankfully, smooth Jade Statue into her. Regardless, sat hugging Nobu’s arm like a cockdrunk bimbo was probably going to help cover her and Nobu’s meeting.

The search came up empty. They were eying her with disdain and the oldest definitely looked like he knew who she was. But they were all too prudish to look closer. A week later, Lara’s contact in the Chinese Government would report that the file on Lady Croft the Tomb Raider declared she was clearly little more than a **** whore, humping old adversaries to reminisce over past glories.

Once they’d left, Nobu had virtually shaken the club with his laughter and pushed the forty-five year old British Noble onto the floor and torn her thong off. With the Jade Statue still lodged in her cunt, the African Warlord used her arse as a fucksleeve. The henchman were quick to join in, getting handjobs before finishing in her mouth.

Nobu was ordinarily a rough partner, but her efforts seemed to have inspired a crueller side that she’d not seen before. He seemed unaffected by the smacking of his balls against the base of the Jade Statue, which rocked forward to thump against Lara’s cervix each time. The brunette Brit could hardly breathe, but she couldn’t think to complain as her body kept throbbing with lust and consecutive orgasms.

By the time Nobu sent her away with her money, the Jade Statue removed from her with a loud wet slurp, she lacked the awareness to pull the bottom of her dress back down to, barely, cover her lower half.

She managed to remember where her driver was parked and didn’t bother to cover herself as she played with her gaping cunt the whole way home.