mmmmmm....moaning as both of you suck my nipple sooooo nicely......... runnign finger thru Foto's hair too

Deadeye Gun Range
Alejandro nods. "I get it." A glance to you, shaking his head then. "Didn't think you did ... but .. that's good."

Two-fingers. Didn't Alejandro sell him a handgun years ago? .. He can't recall. Maybe when the guy had more fingers.
If you're taking on more work, do you really want to add more weapons to the mix?

You gesture to the bag and Alejandro can't help himself but give you a small grin. "Look .. I couldn't help myself."

At this, he glances around for a moment, then looks back at you before whispering. "An XM7." A heartbeat while he waits to see if you've been keeping up on recent weaponry (you probably have) and it registers what he's gotten his hands on.

You turn your ear protection back on, and he'll shoulder the bag and withdraw his own protection, hanging it on his neck like one of those miniature air-conditioners rich people wear.

"That's what I was banking on myself, but I just ... ehh.." He gets a brief, farwaway look as if considering his luck, and then glances back to you.

"Just feels inevitable .. I guess.
I don't know. But she knows what we did. How we survived. That we both can use ... well.." He jostles the duffel on his shoulder a moment.

"And that I can fly. So ... no, sí.. I will be doing the same if I start sensing death flags."

He nods when you mention he represents more. And with your involvement .. well, you're going to be useful.

"Let's just make sure we have a plan in case something like that happens. I'd hate to be caught unawares."

taking the nipple between my lips...........sucking it into my mouth......tongue swirling......

running my fingers thru your hair.....as you suckle

Cabin
Entering My Cabin

Going to My furs.

zzzzzzzzzzzzzz

lp

Game over!

Final scores:

Rottie : N/A

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Rottie has started a new game with the following players:
Rottie

" S T A R T G A M E : t r u e "{ " g a m e I d " : " 1 7 1 8 5 1 2 4 8 3 " , " p l a y e r L i s t " : [ " r o t t i e " ] , " r o l l N u m b e r " : 0 , " c u r r e n t P l a y e r " : 0 , " d i c e " : { " f a c e s " : [ 0 , 0 , 0 , 0 , 0 ] , " r e r o l l " : [ t r u e , t r u e , t r u e , t r u e , t r u e ] } , " s c o r e 0 " : { " 1 " : n u l l , " 2 " : n u l l , " 3 " : n u l l , " 4 " : n u l l , " 5 " : n u l l , " 6 " : n u l l , " p l a y e r " : n u l l , " u p _ t o t a l " : n u l l , " b o n u s " : n u l l , " 3 k " : n u l l , " 4 k " : n u l l , " s s " : n u l l , " l s " : n u l l , " f h " : n u l l , " y a h _ t o k e n " : n u l l , " y " : n u l l , " c " : n u l l , " y a h _ b o n u s " : 0 , " b o t _ t o t a l " : n u l l , " g _ t o t a l " : n u l l } , " o w n e r " : " r o t t i e " , " s t a t u s " : " r e a d y " , " r o u n d " : 0 , " l a s t P o s t " : 1 7 1 8 5 1 2 4 8 3 }

leaning in and kissing your cheek......before leaving a trail of kisses down to your amazing firm breast

Serms quiet

kissing my way softly
down to the swollen nipple
fingers gently playing as my lips lap
on gently sucking

pulling down the other bra cup for you....enjoy,,,

yes.... yes you would.....giggle

i would be a fool to say no...... right?

moving to the other side of you

she wasn’t tiny when they brought her here
but the extra weight in her ass and tits

causing such a depression as she had been pleased with how she looks
and having been told she will be made to atleast put on another 40lbs

I'll be back (insert accent here)

grins........ do you want the other one? *wink*

pulling the demi bra cup down...... giving you full access...

The House
mutters

something something warmth and depth

Deadeye Gun Range
"Out of respect for her and Dylan I never asked…" Holly interpreted your sigh, accurately or otherwise. "Though I know the optics and timing look bad. I can tell you I absolutely had nothing to do with it, though — Tommy fucking Two-Fingers had the nerve to ask."

Formerly three-fingers. Formerly four-fingers. It also meant that Holly had to start looking into this person that was trusted to take over The Poodle and this other venture that gigi was slated to debut, one that she had to presume was put on ice. Phoebe something, someone she knew very little about.

What was more pressing was her relationship with Edgewater Empire, whose tag was visible intermittently all over the Palisades in particular. Being their primary connect to primo product meant she was too valuable to bother, but who knows just how secure it made her position relative to whatever fluid heirarchy the street gang upheld, how flexible her relationship to secondary interests like Chicago or Rockshore could be.

She eyed the second bag that rested on the tailgate, gesturing with a pink-manicured fingertip. "Mmmm, whatcha got there? You know I've been breaking in a new Mk47 — you know Seven-Six isn't exactly my favorite but I might be warming up to it…"

A scrape of dust and debris marked a turn and pivot as she headed back towards the range, turning her ear-pro back on as it hung around her neck like a collar, pinching in the halo of her hair awkwardly.

"I sure hope not. I was kinda hoping she'd just forget about it, actually. I've half a mind to fake my own death and flee the country if she actually does call it in. Like what can we really provide for Vargas other than a really expensive cup of coffee, eh? Like we're not unique or special, so the greatest utility we can possibly represent for her are to be a sacrifice or a patsy, and I ain't about that…"

She hesitated, though, and looked back at you. "Well okay maybe you represent more, what with your other skills and maybe a connect up to Spain, and I've got my lead with Sinaloa and a few key friends in low places, but… if she gets to know about any of that, we might be in pretty deep trouble."