Her left hand stroked me, as her right lifted my balls. She made adjustments to her posture, leaning forward, tilting her head back, as she swallowed ...ore of my length. She nearly gagged, several times, as the tip entered her throat, but pressed on. Inch by inch, she swallowed, taking me ever deeper as she plunged. The strain was evident.I held her still, forcing her to rest, to breathe. "You do that so well," I said, "You love a big cock, don't you? Does your husband have one?" Not hardly. I'd. Trina swept his legs, causing him to trip. She pounced on top, punching him several times until he was unconscious. She had no time to catch her breath. The huge, muscular man emerged from the exploded meth lab on fire, a grin on his face. He rushed toward Trina.“Ugh. Let me guess, you guys make and sell PCP here too?” She asked him. She shot him several times, emptying the gun, most of the bullets landing in his chest, the final one in his head. He collapsed in front of Trina, still on. I walked up to the table where Stan had brought us some more drinks and he had told Mike that he had better get me out of there because that guy was going to fuck her if you don't. Mike just looked at him and said that I had been told about opening my mouth when I shouldn't so he guessed that Troy might just teach me a lesson.I looked back at the table to see Troy make the 2 ball. So he had stripes. Mike looked at me and told me that I had better play my ass off. I did but soon it was down to. Arman suggested to her to get him arrested red handed. Then Zeenat told him she should not get involved in it as her reputation will also be ruined. So He suggested that he will deploy a Lady Officer with her. She should take her along with him and trap him using a hidden camera and Mike. So A plan was prepared. Zeenat took a leave from her office. She came out of her house wearing a burqa over a Punjabi suit holding a bag . After a journey of about 20 minutes she was standing in front.