


Part II Tw: guns/sexual stuff Gazing at Faye’s body in her skimpy bikini, you chuckle at the thought that she could hide a weapon underneath such little clothing. But you decide to humor her. Your mind quickly flashes back to several rendezvous as you walk up close to Faye. Heated, tantalizing, passionate romps between the two of you flash before your eyes. You me et her gaze. “Keep your hands up,” you command, releasing your aim on Faye, pointing your gun up away from her, “and don’t try anything.” you add. “Yes, sir.” Faye says, raising her eyebrows and smirking at you. • I know I’m falling into the same trap as last time. As every time before then. But I don’t care. • “Let’s see,” you say, taking one hand from your gun to feel Faye’s chest under her velvet bikini. You slide your hand under her breast, checking for anything suspicious. You feel her lean into your touch, and you let you hand linger for a moment before you lean back, “Doesn’t seem to be anything up here.” She pouts at you. Your mind flashes to all the times you’ve seen that very same expression on this woman’s face. Each time ended with... “Turn around.” you command again, motioning for Faye to face the other way. You watch her hips sway side to side as she turns, hands still held in the air. You come forward suddenly to grope her exposed ass, eliciting a heavenly sound from within Faye. You take both hands to run your fingers underneath the fabric of her bottoms, dragging your gun across her skin. Faye pushes her ass out and glances back at you, “Best be thorough, Spike,” she says, leaning over slightly to give you a better view of her mound underneath her swimsuit. You take a hand to her crotch, running up and down slowly, pressing your fingers down as you feel her entrance through the fabric. She lets out a low moan, and you hear her breath catch. You pause for a moment as you feel a small hard round bud vibrating against your fingers. • She really set this trap well...• You feel your crotch begin to pulse. You use one finger to push the vibrator deeper inside of Faye. She lets out another moan and her arms become shaky in the air. “How long have you had this?” you ask, continuing to rub against her flower through the fabric of her bikini, pushing the vibrator in and out slowly. “A girl never kisses and tells.” Faye answers, smirking all the same. Your mind flashes to the man in the crisp suit. You narrow your eyes. “Fancy boy gave it to you, huh?” you ask. Faye turns to face you, “Bossy today, aren’t we. what are you, jealous?” she lowers her hands quickly to the hem of her bikini, lifting it up to the middle o her breasts, squishing them together in a very satisfying way. “Lighten up, Spike.” You become conflicted. Have a romp with Faye now, while she’s clearly asking for it, stuffing her panties with a vibrator, asking you to pat her down... or get to the bottom of what she did with your money. Faye lifts her bikini top completely, letting her tits cascade out, bouncing magnificently. You find yourself unable to look away, and you realize you’ve already been caught in her trap. Part III: https://onlyfans.com/17907281/marysuexoxo