Carla Returns – 2

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Lauren got out of bed. Ava was lying on her back, her blonde hair spread across the pillow. Lauren looked at her breasts moving slowly up and down in time with her breathing as she slept and felt that her Sunday morning might be just as rewarding as her Saturday night had been. She tore her eyes away from the sleeping German woman and stepped into the bathroom and sat on the toilet. Her bladder emptied noisily into the bowl. She looked up as Ava came in, naked. Ava hesitated in the doorway and then, without a word, moved to straddle Lauren, sitting down and pushing her legs apart. Her mouth closed on Lauren’s, her hands rested on her shoulders. As they kissed, Lauren felt Ava’s hot stream spurt onto her mound and though she struggled momentarily, Ava held her still and continued to kiss her. Lauren gave in to the sensations and returned the kisses fervently. When Ava had finished she eased back and looked, smiling into Lauren’s eyes. She lifted an eyelid questioningly. Lauren made no reply but licked Ava’s mouth. Together they stood and entered the shower cubicle. Ava turned it on and the icy spray shocked them both before the water warmed and they began to wash each other from hair to toe. Kissing, they ran soapy fingers between each other’s thighs, over their nipples, between the cheeks of their arses. Each dried the other with the Stein’s huge and fluffy towels and, naked returned to the bedroom. A buzz came from Lauren’s bag and she opened it and removed her phone. She stiffened when she saw the first message and sat on the bed. Ava ran her fingers down her spine but Lauren wasn’t aware of it, so shocked was she by the message she read. She scrolled through all the messages she had missed throughout the night. Lauren was not a woman Escort Çukurambar to panic but she came as near to it as she ever had. With a conscious determination she pulled herself together. ‘Order us breakfast. I need to make some calls.’ ‘Come back to bed.’ ‘Do as I say.’ The CEO was back in control. * 3 Weeks earlier Frances had been arrested with her controller. She’d never known the controller’s name so was unable to help the Police even if she’d had the faintest wish to do so. Her mind was set on escape. She’d been held on remand awaiting trial for attempted murder in a women’s prison in London and kept her mouth shut and her mind working. The prison officer found her one morning, unconscious on the floor of her cell. Blood oozed from her head and her thighs were smeared with it. She was naked, her body cold and breathing shallow. Urgent attempts to revive her seemed unsuccessful and it was not long before she was put in the back of an ambulance, lines in her arms and driven with sirens and warning lights to the nearest A no signs of life but it’s definitely the right coordinates. Two hundred yards down there.’ he added, pointing down a dark alley. I’ll take the front, you two take the rear down the alley to the left. The door’s broken so you’ll have no problem getting in. I got out of the car once I’d checked my weapon and torch. I didn’t plan to turn the torch on until we needed it. No sense in advertising our arrival. Frank and I made our way to the rear entrance which was exactly as Harry had described it. Frank checked his watch and patted my shoulder before pulling the door open. It made a groan of resistance that seemed uncommonly loud in the late night silence and we hastened demetevler escort in and separated to create two fields of fire. Dimly I could see Harry entering at a crouch at the far end of an otherwise totally empty space. He turned his torch on but, as we’d agreed, Frank and I left ours off. The beam settled on a small, wooden table. There was a phone on it. Harry approached it cautiously, searching for booby traps while Frank and I scoured the premises for watching eyes. The phone emitted a single tone and Harry leapt back as if stung. I held my breath. Harry waved us forward. ‘Someone knows we’re here.’ He lifted the phone and it showed a picture of Otto, disheveled, bound and blindfolded. The caption read, ‘Proof of life. A public notice within two days that all animal experiments have been stopped or I send proof of death.’ We took the phone with us as we left. Half-way along the two hundred yard alley there was the unmistakable crack of a rifle. * As Ava ordered and accepted the room service breakfast, Lauren made calls to make sure the kidnapping was being dealt with. She would be of no use to those handling it except to make sure they had all they needed. She had the sort of mind that dealt with problems and when there was nothing more she could do, she put them aside in her mind. Anyway, she knew that her people at home would be doing all that could be done and that she had to keep the company moving forward. Monday was important and Carla and Frank and their colleagues would keep her advised. Nothing more could be done at that stage. Well, there was one thing. She turned to Ava who asked, ‘You have to go, yes?’ ‘There’s a problem. But then, I pay people to solve problems so, dikmen escort bayan no, I don’t have to go.’ The smile broadened on Ava’s lips. That smile wasn’t just about the money. Still naked, the two women sat at a small table where Ava had spread the breakfast. The aroma of good coffee filled the room and the inviting food, smoked salmon, scrambled eggs, hot rolls, fruit, was consumed along with champagne. When the meal was finished, Ava stood and, taking the champagne bottle with her, she walked towards the bedroom, pausing in the doorway. ‘Stay there for a moment.’ Lauren remained at the table, watching the doorway and smiled as Ava returned. She had donned a long, black silk robe, a slender, purple dildo projecting from it below her waist. She didn’t stroke it or look at it but simply beckoned Lauren with a crooked finger. The CEO stood and slowly walked to her escort then followed her as she turned and stepped silently to the bed. Standing face to face, they kissed, Lauren running her hands over the German’s silk clad body while Ava guided her dildo between the tall Englishwoman’s thighs, running it between her lips. Her hands did not roam over Lauren but hung at her sides as she enjoyed their kissing and the feel of hands on her. She eased away and guided Lauren to sit on the bed then eased forward again so the silicone extension touched her lips. Lauren had never taken a strapon in her mouth but nonetheless she opened and Ava pushed a little way into her. ‘Oh but you are a good bitch.’ Ava rocked slowly, allowing the head of the dildo to enter the mouth a little before almost leaving it. To her surprise, Lauren found herself enjoying the sensation and leaned forward to take a little more. ‘Enough,’ said Ava quietly and guided Lauren to kneel on the bed, her arse in the air. With her hands on Lauren’s buttocks she guided the dildo once again between her lips, this time entering her in one slow thrust. The well lubricated pussy opened to its intrusion and it slithered deeper and deeper until Ava’s hips were touching Lauren’s backside.

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