The Sexy Misadventures of Sabrina the Slutty Spy, Part 1: Escape!
Sex on a flying helicopter! Captured for spying, Sabrina's captor was about to rape her when her mysterious knight in shining armor Leon intervened to save her. On their way home via helicopter, filled with gratitude, how far will Sabrina go to thank her savior? More
Sex on a flying helicopter! Captured for spying, Sabrina's captor was about to rape her when her mysterious knight in shining armor Leon intervened to save her. On their way home via helicopter, filled with gratitude, how far will Sabrina go to thank her savior?
This story contains blowjobs, sex in the seating position and anal sex. Not for the faint hearted or easily offended. Prepare for impending awesomeness!
Sabrina was always very high strung, not unusual among her colleagues given their line of work, she had always turned to drink, prescription drugs and good sex to take the edge off life. But the recent bitter memory of her impending torture and her gratitude towards her mysterious rescuer was too much for her as she threw herself at him, wanting to remind herself how good sex felt for her.
Not that Leon minded of course, being in the field for so long, not to mention an ex-wife and three kids gave him all sorts of stress he was happy to release with the girl currently sucking on his tongue. How long had it been since he banged a girl, much less kissed her? He honestly had no idea, but there was no way in hell that he would stop now. Leon returned her kiss with earnest, letting go of the rifle by his side, he embraced her, running his hands on her slender, toned back.
Her thoughts running wild, Sabrina ran her hands over Leon, feeling every inch and contour of his manly chiseled face as she did so. She too could not recall the last time she had impulse sex, a fling with a random stranger. The mission took so much out of her, Sabrina wanted to love life again in the only way she knew. Her hands moved down to his chest, one that could only be attained from years of combat hardening experience, feeling how broad it was, relishing in how safe it made her feel. Sabrina raised her arms, letting the handsome stranger whose lap she sat on pull her tattered shirt over her head, exposing her black lacy bra.
The sight of Sabrina's full bosom drove whatever reason left out of Leon's normally rational mind. Who would have thought, in a flying helicopter of all places, that he cast his eyes on such a fine lady? She felt him bury his head in the depths of her breasts, smelling her, enjoying her. She felt the rough bristle of his five o'clock shadow against her smooth skin and quivered in anticipation as his hand reached around to expertly remove the bra clasp.