“Mmm,” she coos in his ear. “I bet you’ve wanted me for a long time.”“Since the first day I hired you,” he murmurs.Her soft lips work th...ir way back to Zate’s and she continues kissing him while his hands explore her body. They move down to feel her smooth thighs through the latex material of her stockings. Riley suddenly pulls away, giving him access to her neck. Zate takes the cue, leaning in to plant wet kisses along it. His roams her tight, slender body unhindered until Riley decides to. Until a cruel fate takes her away from him, when Kazuto was seven years, his mother dies in a massive car accident. One hundred people die, but he was the only survivor.After that, Kazuto Aunt took him in, but unfortunately, her family is full of human trash. Her husband is a pro-con artist who destroys many good and valuable people life by milk their money dry whenever he can and worst of all he enjoys doing it. He loves to see people life go to ruin.His Aunt runs a ring of illegal human. And a sound which Tracey identified as gun fire, but not gun fire like in the vids, but uncoordinated spasms of it from unidentifiable directions. Sometimes a short spark, sometimes a loud bang, and sometimes a crackle. Between these sounds were moments of peculiar uneasy quiet, spasmodically broken by fresh and unpredictable noises. Each crack, bang and crackle sent a spasm down on her spine, and despite the heat of the day, she found that she was shivering.They had no idea where they were. Nodding that she understood, the man chuckled then pulled a damp cloth out and covered her mouth and nose with it. Being soaked with chloroform, it knocked Tessa out in a couple seconds and the man smirked and put her into the front seat of his jeep after cuffing her hands behind her and hiking up her skirt then pulling off her panties so he could get a clear view of her while he was driving but she would still be covered if they ran into some traffic. After buckling her in, he smirked and.