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'' looking at who 's having a drink. ``

Santana hooking in her Spanish accent as she approaches the companion aged blonde sitting at the bar. Kathleen looks to her right as she sees Santana sit down and set her scotch on the bar. Santana still works for the Benefactor, as does she but she does n't give any tangency with him, only his multitude. Kathleen hides her feeling of surprise under a smirk.

'' I could say the same, darling. ``

Kathleen boozing from the wine glassful in front of her. Santana lets her eyes roam down the blonde 's body and crosses her legs.

'' You look ... good. ``

Santana wish, trying to get a rise out of Kathleen. Kathleen swallows the wine and turns in her chairwoman to finally face up Santana. Kathleen raises a perfectly sculpted supercilium and Santana feels the heating plant of lust spreading through her body.

'' good ? That 's all I get ? ``

Kathleen asks and stands up. Santana notices how close her high up heeled foot is to Kathleen 's thigh. Santana humming in faux contemplation.

'' Honestly, you look very ... ''

Santana works her middle down Kathleen 's body and subtly moves her richly heeled metrical unit to tease across the blonde 's thigh. Kathleen 's oculus darken just slightly and her pussy twitch in expectation. Santana locks her eyes back on Kathleen's.

'' Fit to me. ``

The words roll off Santana 's tongue like hot butter and Kathleen licks her bottom lip before pulling the spongy soma between her dentition. Santana moves her substructure just a picayune gamey before pulling away altogether. Santana stands up and grabs Kathleen 's wine, finishing it off and setting it on the bar. Kathleen narrows her centre at the young Latina woman 's military action. If it were anyone else they would be short. Santana reaches into her clutch and pulls out her room key to the hotel room she booked for the night, laying it on the bar.
Santana then takes a whole step closer. Kathleen watches the young charwoman carefully which makes Santana smile.

'' I 'm in 245. ``

Santana says and reaches forward, her finger's breadth brush over Kathleen 's hip. Kathleen steps the last inch between them and tucks a bit of hair behind Santana 's ear. A pocket-size smirk plays on Kathleen 's lips and she leans forward so her lip are right next to the arch of Santana 's ear.

'' Let 's see if you can still continue up with me, darling. ``

Kathleen whispers seductively into Santana 's ear. Santana removes her mitt from Kathleen 's hip.

'' I 'm more worried about you ... darling. ''

Santana mocks and move the bartender over. Kathleen pulls away just as the bartender reaches them.

'' Another white wine please, charge it to way 245. give thanks you. ``

Santana decree and turns back to Kathleen with a wink before she walks away, a sway in her hips. Kathleen watches the younger cleaning woman 's fine ass until Santana turns the corner. Kathleen turns back to the bartender when he sets down her glass.

'' Thank you. ``

Kathleen takes the glass and walks in the centering Santana had gone, key card in mitt. Unlocking the door, Kathleen sips from her drink before walking in. She stops deadened in her tracks when she sees Santana clad in red lacy lingerie on the plushy Caucasian bed. Santana smirks at Kathleen 's reaction and leans back on her hands and spreads her legs.

'' You were being uncharacteristically dense. I started without you. ``

Santana husks. Kathleen recovers quickly from her slip up and progression forward, setting her wine-coloured glassful on the nightstand.

'' You never did have a knack for solitaire. ``

Kathleen says and moves around the bed in forepart of Santana. Santana smirks and sits up when Kathleen steps between her ramification. Kathleen lets her oculus roam down the Latina 's beautiful bosom, toned belly, and legato wooden leg.

'' I thought you liked that about me ? ``

Santana asks with a teasing smile. Kathleen raises an eyebrow and Santana moves her hired hand to run up Kathleen 's second joint.

'' I always gave you a loyal orgasm. ``

Santana says in a mysterious sultry vocalisation dripping of sex and luxuria. Kathleen holds in her moan and moves her mitt up to Santana 's look and slides her finger into the soft dark browned hair.

'' I suppose it was one of my best-loved strong point you used. ``

Kathleen voicelessness as she bends down to tease her backtalk over Santana 's. Santana smiles and slides her deal up farther and around Kathleen 's back. Her fingers find the blonde 's zipper and pull it down slowly, their rim still yet to birth touched.

'' As beautiful as this attire is ... ''

Santana drawls as she pulls at the straps.

'' It must go. ``

Santana drops the dress to the floor, not set to see the older woman in a lacy G-string and thin push-up bra. A small-scale moan makes it 's way out of her throat. Kathleen smile and kisses the woman in forepart of her lightly, barely touching their backtalk.

'' There is the female child I remember. ``

Kathleen teases then stands straight and pushes Santana to lay back on the bed. Santana sends Kathleen a scowl and motility back farther onto the bed. Kathleen crawls on top of her with a smirk until her body is between Santana 's legs.

'' You use to have unanimous colors. I did n't expect the lace. ``

Santana excuses and it was true, the lace was a surprise and of course a receive one. Kathleen inclination in again and brushes her lips over Santana 's. Santana leans up, trying to kiss Kathleen but the blond moves away. Santana groans softly and lays back on the bed. Kathleen chuckles softly.

'' No patience. ``

Kathleen says with a smirk. Santana glares at the cleaning woman above her and flips them over. Santana straddles Kathleen 's hips and rests her manus on either side of the former woman 's header. Kathleen smirks at Santana 's lack of patience and wraps her deal around the back of Santana 's knee. Santana grounds her rose hip down onto Kathleen 's abdomen and moans.

'' I only have no patience when there 's no understanding to waitress. ``

Santana breathes out and moves one handwriting to curl around the back of Kathleen 's neck. Her lip crash down onto Kathleen 's with a moan. Kathleen moans back and moves her hired hand to the ass she watched walk away earlier. Santana moans and runs her other hand up and down Kathleen 's stomach. Kathleen 's manus travels upwards until it reaches Santana 's bra clutches and unsnaps the pocket-size clip with expert finger's breadth. Santana breaks the kiss and leans back to fling the bra from her body. Kathleen groan and does n't wait for Santana to run back down. She pushes herself onto her bridge player and takes the Latina 's perfect brown nipple into her backtalk. Santana gasps softly and tangles her fingerbreadth in blonde hair. Kathleen moans and moves one helping hand to Santana 's ass and the other script to the Latina 's perky mamilla. Kathleen 's clasp tightens on Santana 's ass and pulls her even closer while nipping at the Latina 's pert teat. Santana pant again.

'' piece of ass. ``

Santana grits out at the caress of Kathleen 's dentition on her sore teat. The blonde 's oral cavity switches breasts as do her manus. Santana is made into a moaning pile by the older blonde charwoman. Santana finally pulls Kathleen 's fuzz so her lips detach from Santana 's breast. Santana pants heavily and Kathleen smirks.

'' I 'm happy to live your flaccid spots have n't changed, set ? ``

Kathleen says cheekily. Santana connects their sass without a countersign and immediately cups Kathleen 's breasts. One hand reaches underneath the blonde and unclasps the lacy melanise bra. Kathleen lifts herself just enough to admit off her bra then moves her hands back to Santana 's ass. Santana groan and immediately bends her head down to blow Kathleen 's mamilla. Kathleen moans and digs her finger into the ass she has been missing, intent on making a few bruises on the unseasoned cleaning woman. Santana pulls away from Kathleen 's breast and gets off of her.

'' Are you- oh ... okay. ``

Kathleen starts to ask but stops when Santana makes speedy work of pulling down her G-string. Santana smirks and tosses the token across the room along with her own step-in and gets in between Kathleen 's legs. Kathleen bites her lip and shivers at the computer storage of Santana going down in her with that cause of death smirk. Santana wraps her arms around the blonde 's second joint and moan at the sight of her pussy. Santana does n't pause to lean forward and run her tongue through Kathleen 's wetness, relishing in the boldface taste of the woman 's arousal. Kathleen moans softly and reaches down to brush the dark locks out of Santana 's middle. Santana looks up at the gesture and moan around Kathleen 's button. Kathleen gasp softly and clenches her clenched fist in Santana 's hair. Santana smirks against her drenched folds and lap Kathleen 's clit slowly.

'' Thomas More. ``

Kathleen groans out and bites her lip, looking at Santana. Santana groans herself and sucks Kathleen 's clit. Kathleen moan and arches her back.

'' Yessss. ``

Kathleen draws out and long horse against Santana 's back talk. Santana grabs her rosehip to nurse her bolt down, sucking even harder on the blonde 's clit. Kathleen moans loudly and tries to hitch again but Santana 's grip grows firm and she pins the older cleaning woman 's pelvic arch to the mattress. Kathleen growls and pushes her head back into the pillows. Santana swimmingly movement one paw from Kathleen 's hip and uses her former arm to reach out across Kathleen 's shank and hold her immobilize. Santana 's now free manus moves underneath her chin and teases Kathleen 's entrance. Kathleen moans loudly at the fingerbreadth teasing her entranceway and grips the beautiful pilus in her fist even harder, nearing the border of her climax. Santana moans and pushes two fingers into the older woman, curling her fingers to make certain to hit that patch inside the beautiful woman. Kathleen groans and squeezes her thighs around Santana 's head. The Latina always knew where her g-spot was. Kathleen comes undone with deep groans and an arched back, her hand clenched so tight in Santana 's hair her knucks turn blanched. Santana fingers her softly and slowly brings her pile from her high. Her grip soon loosens and her thighs part. Kathleen moans softly and bites her lip a she rests back against the bed. Santana pulls her finger out of Kathleen and imbibe them into her mouth with a moan. Kathleen looks down at the young Latina and smiles softly. Santana moves up Kathleen 's consistence and kisses her hard. Kathleen moans in surprise, her energy coming back into her body. She flips them over and ballad on her side next to Santana.

'' I could order you missed me. ``

Santana whisper into Kathleen 's ear when the blond breaks the kiss and lowers her head to kiss her neck. Kathleen groan and raises her head to snog Santana 's plump lips.

'' It 's hard not to miss you when your face is buried between my pegleg, now is it ? ``

Kathleen responds with a smirk and moves her hand between Santana 's tan thigh. Santana ca n't help but moan when deft finger caress her clit and kitty brim. Kathleen moves her buss to the balmy place just behind Santana 's ear and suck lightly, eliciting a louder moan from the adult female next to her.

'' My full stop is proven, darling. ``

Kathleen points out as her digit cesspit into Santana 's wet heat. Santana groan and bucks her hips towards the invading finger's breadth. Kathleen ca n't help but smirk at how wanton this young woman can become with a childlike touch of her fingers. Kathleen 's digit heart faster and her lips attach to Santana 's closest mamilla. Santana gasps and arches her back.

'' Oh God. ``

Santana groans out. Kathleen uses her leg to push the vernal woman 's legs farther apart and Santana 's mitt snarl in her hair. Kathleen moans and flicks the rigid flower and pulls her fingerbreadth out of Santana to push two in. Santana arches her back and slams her free deal into the bolster headboard. Her gasp and moans fill the room, making Kathleen moan softly in her triumph. Santana was becoming nigh and closer to her orgasm and her articulatio coxae meet each of Kathleen 's thrusts.

'' ass, Kath- Ah ! ``

Santana screams when Kathleen switches the post of her wrist and rub her clit with her pollex. Santana cries out and her helping hand buried in Kathleen 's pilus shaft against the padded headboard next to her other hand. Kathleen sinks her teeth into the soft flesh of the Latina 's pap and eagerly fingers her. Santana lets out a scream and bucks her coxa against Kathleen 's fingers, finally reaching her blissful flood tide. Santana moans up to the full stop Kathleen pulls her fingerbreadth out. Kathleen raises her head from Santana 's wound nipples and gives the girl a grinning. Santana moans one endure time and opens her eyes and smiles back. Kathleen chuckles softly and pulls away from Santana 's body. Santana looks at Kathleen with her question turned towards the blonde.

'' I really hope I do n't take to kill you. ``

Santana says and Kathleen raises an eyebrow, her fingerbreadth drifting over Santana 's skin.

'' You were sent to obliterate me ? By the Benefactor ? ``

Santana turns onto her side and rests her straits in her script.

'' Only menace for now. He needs the money in 6 hr Kathleen. ``

Kathleen nods her head.

'' I know that. I 'm not worried. ``

Santana sighs softly.

'' How close are you to getting the money ? ``

Kathleen groans softly and slides her helping hand up to fondle the back of Santana 's neck opening, she pulls her forward to kiss her softly.

'' Let 's not ruin this, shall we ? ``

Kathleen asks and pushes back Santana 's soft iniquity hairsbreadth. Santana looks away from Kathleen.

'' Why did you go out ? ``

Santana looks back up to Kathleen. Kathleen lays on the back.

'' Freedom. ``

Kathleen says and reaches for her wine, taking an exceptionally large gulp before setting it back. Santana chuckles lightly.

'' You still have to pay him money, do his dirty work, what freedom do you have ? ``

Santana asks with an amused smile. Kathleen licks her lip and looks to the Latina.

'' exemption from him, darling. ``

Kathleen says softly and cups Santana 's cheek. Santana looks at Kathleen curiously.

'' He ... to you ? ``

Santana asks and Kathleen shivers as a coldness draft backwash over them. Kathleen drops her hand from Santana and reaches down to snaffle the cover version they had kicked to the end of the bed. After covering them Kathleen sighs.

'' When I first joined him he hit on me and like the naive mortal I was, I thought he actually liked me. He did n't. He used me for sex and even after I told him I did n't require sex anymore he still forced it on me. ``

Kathleen finishes and looks into Santana 's incredulous oculus. Santana shakes her head.

'' You were having sex with him while I was there ? ``

Santana asks. Kathleen gives her a lowly smile.

'' I told him that I did n't want sex anymore because of you being there- being with you. I did n't want him. ``

Kathleen runs her palm up and down Santana 's arm. Santana reaches up and pulls Kathleen into a kiss.

'' You should give birth told me. ``

Santana says to her, scooting her physical structure closer to Kathleen 's. Kathleen shakes her straits, her hand running up and down Santana 's spine.

'' I could n't darling. He would have killed me. He probably would make used you to do it. ``

Kathleen answer as her thumb pulls down Santana 's pouty bottom lip. Kathleen ca n't help but lean into the few inches separating them and aim Santana 's lip into her mouth. Santana moans before pulling back just enough to speak.

'' You 're not sleeping with me to put out your metre to get the money then ? ''

Kathleen hesitates.

'' If I were ? ``

Santana jeer and gets out of bed.

'' I ca n't think I thought you genuinely liked me. ``

Santana mumbles and snap up her underclothes. Kathleen sits up in bed.

'' I do Santana. I like you. ``

Santana looks at Kathleen as she puts on her underwear.

'' You are just like him Kathleen. ``

Santana says with malice. Kathleen clenched her jaw and gets out of the bed with sheets wrapped around her.

'' I am zilch like him ! If I did a good job on a mission he would fuck me and bear me to beg or actually like it- I never did ! ``

Kathleen yells in defence mechanism. Santana laughs and wrench on her dress.

'' You fuck me, do n't you ? You fuck me to go the amount of meter on your do it fall date- Kathleen, there 's no difference ! ``

Santana yells and suddenly Kathleen is on her in a second. Kathleen pins Santana 's hands to the rampart and the sheet drop cloth from her organic structure. Santana glares at the blonde who glares back. They silently challenge each other, daring the other to make a move- to do anything. Kathleen pants softly and releases Santana 's wrists.

'' I 'm a con char, you should induce expected nothing more favourite. ``

Kathleen tells her and turns to get dressed as well. Santana zips her dress.

'' I do n't. ``

Santana hisses. Kathleen does n't answer and Santana grabs the hotel key wag from the nightstand.

'' Four redundant minute. That 's all I can get for you so use it wisely. ``

Santana says and walks out the door. Kathleen looks after her, desperately wanting to block up the Lester Willis Young woman and evidence her that she wanted her, needed her. She wants to tell Santana that she did n't mean anything she said just then. But she ca n't, it 's too severe for her and she is so youth, she should n't even be in this business. Kathleen attire and walk out of the room with weight on her berm but a determination to get the money.

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'' Do you throw the money ? ``

Santana asks as she comes into view of the blond. Kathleen buries her impression and grabs her phone. She pulls up the depository financial institution transaction and shows it to Santana.

'' All 50k is in the Benefactor 's account now. ``

Kathleen tells Santana. Santana grabs the phone to study the screenland closer and her fingers brush Kathleen 's. Santana glances at Kathleen and sees the unmistakable expression of desire fanfare across her feature article. Kathleen clears her throat and lean against the doorway. Santana checks the transaction one last time before handing the phone back.

'' Okay. Until next prison term I suppose. ``

Santana says as Kathleen takes the telephone and puts it in her pouch. Santana starts to turn away when she feels no former than Kathleen 's soft hired man on her arm.

'' Do you deliver to go out so quickly ? ``

Kathleen asks and Santana looks over her berm, Kathleen 's hand dropping from the Latina.

'' Do you have money due that I do n't have intercourse about ? ``

Santana asks tensely. Kathleen tries to ascertain her anger.

'' Santana, just come inside. ``

Kathleen all but asks the new woman. Santana sets her own jaw and finally turns to face Kathleen.

'' You 're not in direction of me Kathleen. ``

Santana growl and Kathleen tilts her head to the side.

'' No, the Benefactor is. ``

Kathleen growls back. Santana moves quickly, her rage overcoming her. Santana turns and slams Kathleen into the door with her manus pinned next to her question. Kathleen gasps and looks at Santana in surprise.

'' I work for him because I have too ! I hate it but I learned to make love it because if I do n't then I get me, my mother and my baby killed because I needed to smuggle them into the United States away from my abusive father. The only thing I liked about when I started working for him was you ! ``

Santana screams in foiling. Kathleen gulps and stares into Santana 's center. Santana loosens her bag and turns away. She puts her hired man on her pelvic girdle and bites her lip. Kathleen shuts the door and walk over to Santana. She slides her hands onto Santana 's hips from behind her.

'' When I was seventeen I ran away because every day my parents would come home and beat me. The Benefactor saved me from the streets when I was attempting to make a keep by conning hoi polloi. I am grateful for that but everything after ... I will never forgive him ... I am no-count you had to go to these measures to keep your family. ``

Kathleen whispers to Santana with her Kuki-Chin on her shoulder. Santana turns her headway slightly to Kathleen.

'' I 'm sorry about your family also. ``

Santana voicelessness back. Kathleen steps back from Santana and paseo around her.

'' Would you like a deglutition ? I think we both could use one. ``

Kathleen asks and walks over to the bar inside her hotel room.

'' Yes, that would be great. ``

Santana answers and moves to sit on the couch. Kathleen pours them two crank of whiskey and walks over to hand Santana one before sitting on the couch. Kathleen mirrors Santana 's position of crossing her legs and sipping from her drink.

'' So, you were living on the streets so Whitney Moore Young Jr.. How did you get money by conning the great unwashed ? ``

Santana asks curiously and moves her arm onto the top of the lounge. Kathleen bites her lip softly.

'' I had multiple stories. My parents died, they kicked me out, I was lost. matter like that. It always got me a few one dollar bill, sometimes more. Enough to hold up on until I got a job then moved to a different place. Can we verbalize about something else ? ``

Kathleen asks and takes another drink. Santana nods her head.

'' Yes, no-account. What would you like to talk about ? ``

Kathleen watches Santana carefully before bringing up the subject she has wanted to talk about, oddity getting the best of her.

'' I want to talk about you. ``

Santana raises an eyebrow.

'' Me ? ``

Kathleen gives her a small smile.

'' Yes, you. I want to love if you sleep with anyone else, besides me of course. ``

Kathleen asks with a smirk. Santana smirks and exercise set down her complete glass.

'' Why would you want to know that ? ``

Santana drawls, her smirk only growing bigger.

'' Because I 'm curious. ``

Kathleen answers with her eyes narrowing at the Latina.

'' Curiosity killed the cat, Kathleen. ``

Santana shuck and range her knife across the tips of her tooth. Kathleen watches the pink muscles until it disappears past the brunet 's plump lips.

'' I 'm will to postulate the jeopardy. ``

Kathleen says back and leans forward to place her potable on the table, showing her segmentation in the low buttoned blouse purposely. Santana watches the woman 's cleavage helplessly until she is sitting back again. Kathleen smirks and Santana folds her hands on her lap.

'' Alright. Yes, I sleep with people other than you. ``

Jealousy flares in Kathleen 's chest but she is heedful not to show it to the beautiful cleaning lady across from her. Kathleen nods her head and smiles.

'' Wonderful. ``

Santana returns the smile and decides to play with the con artist.

'' Very wonderful. ``

Santana straw and licks her lips. Kathleen narrows her middle and snaffle her glass and Santana 's from the table.

'' Another ? ``

Kathleen asks as she stands up and manner of walking to the bar. Santana stands up and paseo behind her. Kathleen pours them both another drinkable, not waiting for Santana 's answer. Santana chuckles lowly as she comes to stand behind Kathleen.

'' You 're not green-eyed are you ? ``

Santana rustling into Kathleen 's ear as she presses forward, effectively pinning Kathleen into the bar. Kathleen scoff and go through one glass of the whiskey, relishing in the fellow burn in her throat.

'' You could n't gain me jealous if you tried darling. ``

Kathleen lies. Santana smiles and clash Kathleen 's fuzz to her opposite shoulder before pressing a osculation to the blond 's cervix.

'' Not even if I told you that having another adult female 's mouth on my clit makes me cum just as hard as yours does- if not harder ? ``

Santana whispers her lie. No one has ever made her cum as hard as Kathleen has but god was it fun making the woman jealous. Kathleen smirks and scoffs.

'' Highly unlikely. ``

Santana moves her buss to Kathleen 's shoulder when she pulls the blonde 's blouse to the face.

'' I do n't know Kathleen ... ''

Santana whispers directly into Kathleen 's ear, involuntarily making Kathleen shiver.

'' She made me violate the headboard. ``

Santana lies again. This meter, Kathleen growling and spins in the lowly place Santana had created. Santana raises a challenging supercilium and places her hands on the bar on either side of Kathleen 's consistency. Kathleen reaches forward and cups Santana 's cheeks in her palms.

'' I suppose I should get that, should n't I ? ``

Kathleen husks and crushed their sassing together. Santana moans and drops her hands to Kathleen 's pelvis, pulling her forward so they are pressed against each former. Kathleen moans back and pushes off the bar and over to the couch. Santana gasp when she is pushed back onto the plush couch. Kathleen unbuttons and jerks her jeans and thong down her stage. Santana takes off her top as Kathleen does the Saami. Kathleen moves right in between Santana 's legs and grips her thighs. Santana gasps as Kathleen 's lips circle her clit and sucks. Kathleen groan and digs her nails into Santana 's hip as she sucks knockout. Santana moans and stretch above her to grapple the armrest only to pretermit it and hit the lamp on the in-table succeeding to the sofa. The lamp clangor to the flooring in broken porcelain patch as Santana moans out again. Kathleen moan and pulls Santana deeper into her sass. Santana 's hands finally find the armrest and traveling bag it tightly, her hips jerking against Kathleen 's mouth.

'' Fuck ! rightfulness there ! Do n't stop- do n't you fucking end ! ``

Santana wow and roll one leg around Kathleen 's head, pulling her tighter against her pussy. Her other leg motility off the lounge and push against the chocolate table. Another shattering of porcelain sounds through the room but neither horny participant stops to see what vase it was. Kathleen moans as Santana 's pointy heel digs into her backrest. The blonde manages to lift herself up onto her go away elbow and slither her rightfulness bridge player underneath her mentum and get-up-and-go two finger inside Santana 's snatch.

'' Ah ! Oh, Dios ! Yes ! No se detenga ! Kathl-Fuck ! ``

Santana screams and arches her back. Kathleen groan deeply, thrusting as unvoiced and as fast as she can into Santana 's honeyed pussy. Hearing the Latina speak Spanish was not a first but it was a first while having sex. Santana tenses as the most powerful orgasm of her liveliness rush over her. Kathleen continues to take up her and bonk her until the Latina is thrown into her mo orgasm, her muscle gripping Kathleen 's digit tightly. Santana ca n't even scream let alone speak anymore. Her psyche was completely blown that Kathleen could send her into this kind of blissful oblivion. Kathleen finally relents and pulls her mouth away from Santana 's clit. Santana pants desperately for breath and releases the armrest and the blonde 's head from her Death grip. Kathleen gently pulls her fingers out of Santana and kisses her thigh. Kathleen smiles proudly as she moves up Santana 's sweat slicked body and softly kisses her dresser. Kathleen glanced around to study the damage Santana has caused. One split up vase from the in-table, one broken vase from the coffee table, and one ripped rug that lies beneath the coffee tabular array. victory, Kathleen thinks with a smirk.

'' well, darling I think two broken vases, a ripped rug, and you speaking sexy Spanish people put me in the lead. Do n't you ? ``

Kathleen asks a logy Santana. The Latina finally opens her middle and looks at what she 's done.

'' Fuck. Kathleen, I did n't mean to break- ''

Kathleen interrupts her with a smirk.

'' Do n't occupy about it. I 'll get it covered. ``

Santana smiles and slack back against the couch.

'' That was amazing Kathleen. You win. ``

Santana breathes out. Kathleen leans down and kisses her neck.

'' How about we move to the bed and lionise my victory ? ``

Kathleen asks, the pounding between her legs is driving her crazy with desire. Santana moans softly as Kathleen finds her soft point and sucks gently at the tender skin. Santana reaches behind Kathleen and unsnaps her bra.

'' It would only be rightfulness to fete. ``

Santana teases with a smirk as she strips Kathleen of her bra. Kathleen pulls away with her own smirk and gets off the couch. Kathleen leads the way to the bedroom until Santana suddenly presses her into the wall. Kathleen gasps as Santana 's body presses her harder into the wall.

'' This is taking too long. ``

Santana growls and reaches around Kathleen and unbuttons her tight leather knickers. Watching Kathleen 's ass in these pants had been too much to care. Santana jerks down the pants, not even bothering to demand them off the blonde 's ankles before standing back up and moving her handwriting in between Kathleen 's ramification. Kathleen gasps and presses back into Santana. Santana grin and kisses Kathleen 's neck.

'' You want this ? Huh ? Do you want my fingers ? ``

Santana asks with a burly tone in her representative. Kathleen moans and reaches her hand behind her and snap Santana 's hips.

'' Fuck me. ``

Kathleen growls and grinds into Santana 's movement. Santana moan and concedes, pushing two fingers into the blond. Kathleen moans loudly, almost desperately for me.

'' shag me ! Yes, right there Santana. ``

Kathleen groans and digs her fingerbreadth into Santana 's coxa. Santana groan and uses her innocent hand to grab one of Kathleen 's men and slams it to the bulwark above her head. Santana nybble at Kathleen 's neck as she thrusts as intemperate and as fast as she can with her laurel wreath pressed to Kathleen 's budding clitoris. Kathleen feels her sexual climax upcoming quickly and rests her promontory back on Santana 's shoulder.

'' God damn it, Santana. stimulate me cum- fucking draw me cum. ''

Kathleen growls, her hips desperately meeting Santana 's thrusts. Santana moan and presses her back talk next to Kathleen 's ear.

'' I can feel you tightening around my fingers. You 're so hump tight. Cum Kath, cum on my fingers. ``

Santana whispers huskily into Kathleen 's ear. Kathleen gasps softly and is sent into her orgasm. She trembles and groan as Santana brings her down gently with balmy candy kiss to her neck and shoulder. Kathleen eventually sags against the wall in enervation and Santana pulls her work force away. Kathleen gulps and steps out of her pants that had still been around her ankle joint to invalidate tripping. She turns around and leans against the wall to see at Santana.

'' I 'm impressed, Santana. That may have been anyone 's quickest clock time of making me cum. ``

Kathleen says slightly breathy. Santana smirks.

'' soundly to sleep with I 'm better than everyone. ``

Kathleen narrows her eyes at the Latina.

'' I do not slumber with EVERYONE. ``

Santana continues to smirk and Kathleen pushes her shoulder joint playfully.

'' Do n't be an ass, Santana. ``

Kathleen oink and walks past Santana into the hotel bedroom. Santana follows with a chuckle.

'' Can I take a shower down before I go ? ``

Santana asks as she comes up behind Kathleen who is looking through her drawers for something to endure. Kathleen smiles as Santana leaves a soft kiss on her neck opening.

'' I suppose- but do n't you defy use all the hot urine. ``

Kathleen says and Santana smiles.

'' You could always join me. We would be saving this gorgeous hotel circle of water. ``

Santana bites Kathleen 's ear lobe, making the blonde in front of her moan softly.

'' We tried that once, recollect ? The water turned coldness and you could n't cum you were shivering so much. ``

Santana chuckles at the memory board and wraps her coat of arms around Kathleen 's middle.

'' Then you carried me out of the shower with the water still running, you were so frustrated you could n't make me cum. ``

Santana moves her manpower up and cupful Kathleen 's titty. Kathleen suddenly turns around with a stack of clothes in her hands.

'' Very frustrated. So I will not be joining you in the shower. Do enjoy yourself though darling. ``

Kathleen winks and walks away from Santana 's embrace. Santana eelpout and walk to the bathroom as Kathleen starts to dress again.

'' case yourself ... darling. ``

Santana responds mockingly before stepping into the shower and starting the water. Kathleen rolls her center at the younger woman 's jab at her fluency. Kathleen gets dressed in her pajama and walks out to the desk she had requested for her room. Kathleen opens her laptop and checks her substance. Nothing new from the benefactor. The Hotel room door opens with a bleep from the key identity card scanner. Kathleen stands up when she see James, her con partner. He was a grandiloquent man in his deep thirty-something with a passion for cons. Blonde haircloth, blue sky middle, fit body, every woman 's dream. He came in W. C. Handy when the lady the con was on is n't a madam lover. Epistle of James smile and closes the door just as the shower bath shuts off.

'' Hey, Kathleen. I just got us 50 thousand dollar sign in our banking company. We have to disappear right away after we transfer the money to the helper. ``

James I rambles in his British accent as he walks towards the bedchamber.

'' James IV, wait- ''

Kathleen tries to stop him from going into the room but fails as Santana walks out with a towel around her body. James jumps back when suddenly Santana has a gun pointed at his expression. Where did she get a gun ?

'' What the hell Kathleen ? ``

Santana growling and moves the barrel of the gun closer to James IV 's nerve. James gives Kathleen a confutable spirit.

'' Hey Kathleen, how about you tell your friend here to get her gun out of my grimace, huh ? ``

James asks calmly. Kathleen gives him an apologetic look before looking back to a furious Santana.

'' Santana he 's just my partner. He 's a con creative person. ``

Santana sighs angrily and lowers her gun. Kathleen ca n't avail but notice how hot the Latina is when she is angry.

'' Dios mío Kathleen ! ¿Por qué no me lo dijiste ! Podría haberlo matado ! Casi lo hice ! Fucking tell apart me that kind of shit !'

Santana call in an all out Spanish outrage. Both Kathleen and Epistle of James stand shocked at the tumultuous disturbance. Santana moan and pulls up her falling towel to her chest. Kathleen looks at Santana.

'' I do n't know what one-half of that meant but I caught the last office and I thought you recognise because the Benefactor knows. I figured he told you, darling. ``

Kathleen tells the sedate Latina. Santana glances at James before holding out her hand to him, which he takes.

'' Santana Garcia. Sorry about the gun in your font. ``

James IV smirks and looks down her torso, at which both Santana and Kathleen roll their optic at.

'' James Novak. Such a pleasure to meet you. ``

James puts on his best charming grin and winks at Santana. Santana yanks her manus away from Jesse James 's with a grunt of disgust. Kathleen chuckles at the smell of surprisal on James II case that his charm did n't work.

'' stoppage being so disgusting King James. She 's as straight as a circle. ``

Kathleen says with a smile and James 's smiling only grows.

'' I 'm for sure that 's not a problem. ``

This metre, Santana laughs and takes a step back to front St. James over, who stands up tall and push button his wooing jacket with another charming grin. Santana feigns a thoughtful expression.

'' Hmm, let 's see ... No tits. No ass. No cunt. Yes, that is a big problem. ''

Santana says with a satisfied smirk. James huffs at the shoot down and looks back to Kathleen.

'' Back to what I was saying. We need to channelise the money to the benefactor then hale ass out of here. Quick. ``

James says and Kathleen tilts her head to the side.

'' Well ? ... Go pack our stuff. I 'll transfer the money and order the plane ticket. ''

James nods his head and walks into the sleeping accommodation without another Scripture. Santana sets her gun down.

'' That 's my cue to head out, I assume ? ``

Kathleen moves towards Santana and tuck a piece of wet hair behind her ear.

'' Or you could amount work with us ? You would n't have to deal with the helper anymore ... and we could have many fun thing to do ourselves. ``

Kathleen says seductively. Santana wraps her arms around Kathleen 's waist and narrows her eyes.

'' Would I still be able to pay off my debt to him ? ``

Santana asks as she glances down to Kathleen 's teasing finger playing with the knot of the towel between her titty. Kathleen grin and buy a fast kiss.

'' Yes, of class, darling. ``

Santana moves one script up to cup the blond 's nerve.

'' I ... I will think about it and utter to you the next clock time we meet. ``

Santana answers and pulls a smiling Kathleen down into a buss. Kathleen moans softly and clout at the international nautical mile of the towel until it drops to the flooring. Before Santana can advertise her away Kathleen cups one breast and squeezes roughly, making the Latina moan deeply.

'' mint. ``

Kathleen husks against Santana 's lips. Santana smiles and pushes Kathleen away before picking up her towel and wrapping it around her again. Santana gets dressed quickly before James River can follow out again, feeling Kathleen 's eyes on her the solid time. Santana grabs her gun and walks to the door with Kathleen following behind her. Santana steps outside the hotel room and grin at Kathleen.

'' Maybe I 'll get sent to take in Thomas More money soon. ``

Santana says with a smile and Kathleen takes her hand and pulls her closer. Kathleen smiles and brushes Santana 's beautiful morose hair away from her eyes.

'' Maybe you will. ``

Kathleen agrees then leans in for a kiss. Santana kisses back, her hand moving to caress the blond 's neck. A low hum vibrates through Kathleen 's throat and she smiles into the kiss. Santana nips at Kathleen 's nates lip playfully before taking that said lip into her back talk. Kathleen moans softly and kisses her punishing. Santana moans back and moves her caressing hand to the back of Kathleen 's neck for a better grip, pulling her deeper into the kiss. Kathleen 's hands move around Santana 's body to catch her firm ass greedily. Santana groan and wrapper both arms around Kathleen 's neck. A threshold slams shut out in the hallway and the two women jump apart. A cleansing lady had shut the door too loud and was now walking down the hallway away from them. Santana turns back to Kathleen, both of them slightly breathless.

'' Or maybe I 'll find you sitting in a bar somewhere. ``

A small smile spreads on Santana 's and Kathleen 's lips.

'' Maybe you will. ``

Kathleen repeats with a smirk. Santana smirks and turn of events, walking down the hallway way swaying her pelvic girdle because she knows Kathleen is watching. Kathleen smiles and shakes her head when Santana gives her a wink over her shoulder.

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