.I had a price on my head, and did my best to make sure I was safe and secure.There was just one thing I didn't count on, however, and that was the bo...ses of the agency hiring a skilled assassin like no other to take me out.Her name, Anali Cintova.Her victims are innumerable to measure.She always gets her target.No law has ever caught up to her,with many claiming that she's just a myth or urban legend.That's how good at her job she is.She had a very peculiar way of killing her targets, which I. I made slow and rhythmic movements up and down and side to side. She reacted well, so I picked up the speed a bit, but trying to keep the same rhythm.I must have picked up a trick or two in my sexcapades, because soon I found myself pinned in between her thighs, legs wrapped around me and her hands pulling my head deeper into her pussy.After a few more moments of my rhythmic licking and the occassional rubbing of her clit, she came. It was a large, hip bucking orgasm. I was almost willing to. She said, “Brian, it won’t take me long to pack. I’m living next door. I will be back shortly.”She left me with Jennifer and Karen. It was quiet. I had refilled my lemonade and sat sipping it. Finally, Karen said, “I understand how she feels but I will stay here. My life has always been here and I have no desire to change or start over now.” I gave her a grim smile and nodded that I understood.Jennifer was the only one not saying anything. I couldn’t think of anything to say and didn’t want to. “I’m going to try to give you your power back.”Her expression was a mix of confusion and frustration with just a hint of hope.I was close to orgasm already. The part of my spell to make her tighter was permanent. This time though, I didn’t think about making her more sensitive. I focused on her eyes, the feel of her body under me, the way her breasts swayed as we made the bed rock and the flush of her face as I drove myself all the way in her and let everything go that I had been holding back..