I questioned myself if I had done the right thing by agreeing to meet her. I seemed to remember some saying about a woman scorned and she was an Itali...n woman to boot. Maybe she wasn't coming over to talk. Maybe she was coming over to cut my balls off.At seven sharp she knocked at the door and I let her in. She was dressed very sexily in a miniskirt and a low cut top. My dick started to stir in my pants but I quickly realized this had to be some kind of "you'll never get this again" outfit. She. 'Oh, that's it. That's what I fucking need,' she blurted. My cock slid effortlessly into her, her pussy wet from my saliva and her own excitement. We established a rhythm and I could see her ass bouncing in front of me frenetically.'Give me a slap,' she commanded.I was, momentarily, a little shocked. She had never asked for this before and I felt a little awkward. I gave her a light smack on her right cheek before resuming my steady fucking of her pussy.'More,' she cried. 'Bit harder than. Myleft hand popped the first one off pretty quick andlong streamers of cum shot out to splat onto my feet.It felt hot and slick. Soon after that, the hugeshaft inside me began to pump and I settled back ontoit to let it fill me. When it withdrew I turned around to show off mystretched out, gaping pussy to the front panel asgooey torrents of white slime flowed from my hole torun down my thighs and drip to the floor in longstrands. Watching in the mirrors, I felt my lust jumpto near feral. Mostly because they supplied the whole southeast with meth. They had drug couriers coming and going 24/7. Why nobody reported the activity from a close restaurant was questionable, but the SBI was Johnny on the spot to make the bust. Some because it was a feather in their cap, and some because I knew about it, so they had to do something.Funny thing though the operation was self contained. When they hit the warehouse the owner was already on the run. At least that's how it looked to me. He was.