I grabbed a golf club and kicked the door open and walked out.

　　Ginger, in her slim red dress, stepped onto the last step in style.

　　Halle Berry was also 35 years old when she appeared in the movie, but at this point she looked like a teenager. The partially black blood she possessed made her resemble a black beauty, and her wheat-black skin gave her a mysterious and cold look.

　　I took a few more glances at her deliberately crossed legs, and the exotic flavor was infinitely amplified by her small, unintentional gestures, and I was accidentally mesmerized.

　　Calmly setting up my golf ball, I hit it into the sand not far away with worse technique than the original protagonist.

　　Seeing that, Ginger is really a bit pissed off.

　　"It's just as well that the formerly famous hacker is willing to stay in a dirty place, but even his usual entertainment is too much to look at." Ginger hadn't forgotten her purpose, and she could only open her mouth in a teasing manner.

　　I laughed in disbelief, "Then let me see how good the lady's skills are."

　　Ginger smiled confidently and reached for the club, crouching slightly as she assumed the standard maneuver.

　　But the deliberately crossed legs indicated her carefulness. I could now practically feel what the male lead was feeling.

　　A meter away, a beautiful woman bending over and spreading her legs, "unguarded", her plump ass facing her, no one can not be moved.

　　Maybe slightly squatting body, you can see the beauty of the skirt of the scenery, the drama hero can only dry saliva, but I decided to do it.

　　Jinger didn't need to look to know that the man behind her was visually raping herself, but this was exactly her purpose. And from the information, this top hacker is not a character with guts.

　　So her thighs, which had been internally flared, opened up. Seems like a good shot would be nice. Ginger thought to herself and swung her club high, aiming for the golf ball about to hit it perfectly.

　　I had been waiting for a long time, and just as she was about to hit the ball, my right hand suddenly reached out, quickly dug into the woman's skirt, and my five fingers violently grasped a piece of fat tenderness.

　　Ginger accidentally swung short, and the pain in her lower body made it impossible to even grip the club. She arched her back and clenched her legs, "Oh! What the hell, that hurts, Fuck, get your hands off me, asshole!"

　　Ginger reached out to touch it, only to realize it was a hand that was doing the damage. She instantly forgot her mission, the profile didn't state that the man was casually touching women's lower bodies!

　　I continued to knead with vigor and some surprise in my mind. She looks bony and soft from the outside, but I didn't realize that this place is very fertile and doesn't get in the way at all.

　　Ginger inwardly cursed countless times as the demon finally missed. She almost fell to the ground weakly and powerlessly, and what was even more annoying was that without the ravaging, her pussy was itching.

　　It took a long time before Ginger regained her confident demeanor. In any case, she had come with a purpose, and this time, acting alone, she could not let the man down.

　　Entering the house, Ginger showed strong mental fortitude and opened her mouth, ''No matter what you just did, I'm just here to talk to you about a deal. Don't you want to see your daughter, here's 100,000 dollars, the people behind me are enough to keep you safe."

　　I sat on the bed and looked at her playfully. Although I didn't have a powerful mind like Hill's, with God's perspective I knew that this woman had been cheating from the beginning to the end, and it hadn't cost me anything yet.

　　And I, for one, was making her pay the price slowly.

　　"I didn't come here to fuck with you! My boss is not someone you can mess with and maybe you won't see the sun tomorrow." Ginger couldn't help but threaten even though she expected it.

　　The way she had just acted had completely disturbed her, so much so that she couldn't even camouflage her emotions anymore.

　　"Not fucking me doesn't say you can't suck my cock. Since your boss sent you here to make a beauty trick instead of just having a gun held to my head. Then I guess you still don't want to disappoint him." I said good-naturedly and pulled down my pants.

　　The rod of flesh pushed a tent up over my underwear, and even though I knew, when I opened my eyes, that there would be a woman to seduce me, my flesh reacted at the first sight of her.

　　Ginger's straggly, wild, short brown hair was going up in smoke!

　　God! Never have I seen such a shameless man! Ginger mentally roared. But she didn't dare to leave as she watched her target's shameless appearance.

　　Maybe if I don't do a good job this time and ruin his plan, I might be the one picking up customers at the bar tomorrow. Ginger couldn't help but think wildly.

　　She finally firms up her thoughts and takes a catwalk to crouch down on the man's crotch.

　　This time I experienced this woman's good at disguising her personality again, she obviously squatted in front of my meat stick like she was humiliated, but she also pretended to be happy, as if she had been longing for it.

　　She rubbed her hand through her hair a few times, blinking with a flirtatious smile as if she was changing her face, her fingers removed my panties a little bit until the glans popped out.

　　This is supposed to be a place where water is scarce, I definitely haven't bathed for three days in this body, the sour smell smoked Ginger in the next second, "God, I can't keep up the disguise, even the most senior Miss Manners can't keep a smile on her face in front of him, can she!"

　　The angrier she got, the happier I was, "Stop cursing, you're the one who came to me, or you can come back another time."

　　Ginger looked at me with annoyance, she naturally didn't have time to spend. She resolutely swallowed the glans in one gulp, her already small mouth swollen to the point of tearing.

　　"Oh..! That's it, keep licking, your boss must especially like your mouth, am I right?"

　　Ginger had no room to answer me, she was attempting to make the asshole in front of her cum in a hurry with her exquisite tongue work.

　　But after ten minutes, Ginger was getting a little desperate, her sense of smell had been paralyzed by the stench of cock, as if it was the only smell in the whole space.

　　It often didn't take her five minutes to make her boss cum, but this time she failed, her tongue licked and fiddled with it hundreds of times, she tried deep-throating, but finally gave up or her throat would burst.

　　Guess we'll just have to keep going, Ginger thought in despair.

　　With great effort, she spat out her cock and licked it clean where there had been some much mud and dust. All that mud and ash had been eaten by itself? Ginger was so disgusted she wanted to dry-heave, and then realized her lips were red and swollen, and forced herself to keep it down.

　　Ginger jolted to her feet, the opening of her skirt facing me, her black lace panties looking hot and inviting.

　　She rolled her skirt right up, "Don't waste time, don't you want to fuck me, so come on."

　　She peeled her panties down to one corner, only her pussy lips showing, she was trying to make it quick.

　　I watched as she arched her legs from side to side and adjusted her position trying to align her pussy lips with the glans. Tears were welling up in her eyes and her body was shaking slightly.

　　The pussy lips still touched the glans, but the burning sensation caused Ginger to close her eyes.

　　This is all for the boss, it's all for the mission, my heart still belongs to the boss. Ginger kept hinting to herself, gritting her teeth, she was about to sit down hard.

　　I stared at her every move without blinking, feeling her desperation, my heart overflowing with the satisfaction of manipulating her people.

　　Just a second before Ginger was about to give herself up, I suddenly grabbed her waist, "Baby, I'm going to cum!"

　　I deflected the glans and plunged into her panties, plopping and cumming.

　　Ginger was stunned and felt a wet heat at the base of her thighs before she came back to her senses, "Asshole, what did you do!"

　　I lay comfortably on the bed, looking at her mess, "Did you want me to cum in it?"

　　Once Ginger heard that, she wasn't mad anymore. What was she mad at herself? It's better than letting this asshole fuck. My body still belongs to the boss.

　　Ginger was in a better mood, but as soon as she felt the sticky panties, her face scrunched up again. God, is he an ass, cumming so much!

　　Ginger bent over to take off her panties and I didn't want her to feel too good, "Baby, I don't have any panties here for you to change into, or do you want to go out on the street in a vacuum."

　　Ginger's movements slowed, her panties were just down to her knees, and the thick, cloudy cum was still clinging to her lower body in wisps.

　　"Baby, I won't be able to resist really fucking you if you don't leave yet." Seeing the lewd sight in front of him, the meat stick was half hard again.

　　Ginger gritted her teeth and lifted up her panties, pulling me up and running outside the house.

　　She was squirming so much in front of me that I saw a trail of cum dribbling out of her left leg.

　　The two of them got on a plane and flew to America.

　　A special car dropped us off at the place of the villainous boss of the show.

　　After waiting a few moments, Hill appeared in front of me.

　　I sat there slightly nervous, after all, I admired him a lot too.

　　He stared into my eyes for a good ten seconds or so, and just when I thought I'd been told off by Ginger for my behavior, he suddenly smiled.

　　Anyone would have just assumed that there was a modest scholar in front of them, and it was with this perverse air and character that Hill conquered every member of the audience.

　　After the initial nervousness, I had calmed down, and when Hill put a gun to my head, I didn't panic at all.

　　The protagonist in the play succeeded at the last second because many methods were tried, while I could invade in 10 seconds with the right method.

　　Not bad, this time I had exactly the hacking skills of the protagonist.

　　The main thing is that I can cozy up and enjoy 50 seconds of oral sex.

　　But I had to put on a picture of fear, I pretended to carry out my work with all my fingers, but I made small twitches of my meat stick, thrusting it hard into the throat of the beautiful girl in my crotch.

　　The beautiful woman let out a strange whimper, but no one paid any attention to her. When I was done at the last second, the pretty girl spat out the rod and slumped over in the chair in agony.