After a bit, I unzipped and fished my dick out through the fly front.I stroked myself lightly and suggested, “Why don’t you play with yourself for...me?”She shook her head. “No, I don’t really do that.”“Why not?”She just shook her head again. My hard-on was getting intense, so I said. “All right, but spread your legs out for me.”She slid down a little and lifted her knees up and out. I put the bottle on the table and tried to keep my cock strokes slow and steady. Soon I was rewarded by the sight. No one was hear but guards. The house had elise guards stationed outside. My disguise wouldn't grant me access. I saw a side house. I walked over and went inside.A door led into the rest of the house. I peeked through the door. An elite guard was coming this way. I picked up a nearby plate and dropped it with a crash then hid in a closet. When the guard came in I stabbed him from behind. I took his flack vest, cap, and holster then shoved him into the closet.I then walked around the house and. Licking up my neck to my ear he murmured, “I love a woman who comes prepared.” Moving fast he pressed the front of my body against the side of his car while he ground his dick into my behind. “You love my dick on your ass don’t you?” All I could do was moan. I wasn’t used to this sensation, this heat rushing up my back, wrapping around, sliding down my breast, and coming to rest in a flowing heat right in my vagina. He moved the bottom half of my dress around and exposed my behind. “Mmmm, when. ..” Her lips quirked. That large burn scar on her cheek made the smirk incredibly sardonic. She turned her head slightly – and Cinder wondered if she thought that concealed the scar in shadow. But Cinder could see all of the Russian woman’s face quite clearly, her eyes adapted to a blackness deeper and more complete than this. “You can call me Lata.”“Lata,” Cinder murmured.Lata leaned down and kissed her.The movement shocked Cinder to the core. Her eyes widened and she tensed – and when Lata,.