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December 12, 2007

One of the XB Babes

The hot (or is it hit) girls of XB Babes come armed and fully loaded. Even if they don't shoot you, you might shoot when you see them. Just try not to take out your own eye. After all, as the story below illustrates sometimes death isn't just a metaphor for sex.

Helena didn't kill for the thrill or the glory.

A consummate professional, she did it because it paid well and she was good at it.
Her victim that night was an up and coming mobster.

He'd pissed off the wrong people, so the money was wired to her account in Switzerland with instructions to dispose of him at any cost.

The glossy photos portrayed him as long and leanly muscled, with numerous tattoos.
Since Helena had gone without sex for too long, she decided to enjoy herself.

She entered his hotel room in the middle of the night and while he was still asleep, took his cock in her mouth. He hardened instantly, but didn't waken, lying passive and meek as she tongued him, readying him for her next assault.

There was something delicious about taking a man this way, seating herself on his cock as he gradually came awake. She rode him hard and fast, until he was gasping and clasping her hips. Strong as she was, her rhythm never wavered, pausing only once to lift his hand to her breast.

Orgasm crashed over her, forcing eager gasps from her lips as he pinched her, his cock rubbing her G-spot as she moved. Helena worked him until the pleasure was tiring her, and until she knew he was about to come.

As he gritted his teeth, his eyes closing as he came, Helena brought the silenced weapon to his head and pulled the trigger.

There was no remorse as she dressed and wrapped her victim in his sheets. She took his clothes and luggage and hauled them, with the body, onto the dining cart. Dressed in latex gloves and a maid's uniform, she disposed of everything in the hotel furnace.

Great sex and a job well done. Life was good.

Posted by sloth at December 12, 2007 1:01 AM

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