The wall against Evie's back was cold and rough but she didn't care. Guido was so close, so dominant in her space. She felt his hand reach down and hook under her thigh, lift her leg and then she felt him sink into her. As he began to fuck her, she reached one hand around his neck and the other held onto his upper arm. She held tight as he fucked her hard but steadily, occasionally thrusting hard enough to almost take her off her feet. When eventually he withdrew from her and walked awaawash with leaned hard against the wall trying to catch her breath, but Guido wasn't done with her yet. He climbed back onto the massage table and summoned her to him. Evie walked back across the room feeling the top of her thighs slick with her own juice and cum. With legs a little unsteady she climbed over Guido, feeling his hands on her thighs and her ass as she reached down and guided his cock back inside her. Guido was quickly joined by Sasha and for the next 45 minutes the three of them enjoyed each other's bodies.
By the time Evie hit the shower her body ached but it was an incredible ache...a hard hard work out. The shower worked wonders on her skin and it refreshed and revitalised her. She dressed quickly into jeans and a white Yankees baseball shirt - well if she couldn't wear it in NY, where could she. She packed up her bag and headed out, meeting Guido at the desk and then getting into the car. Guido sat with his hand on Evie's thigh as the car made its way back and the two of them talked casually about their afternoon plans. As the limo approached the restaurant, it stopped at a light. Evie reached down to the footwell to pick up her bag, getting ready to get out when the car pulled up and as she leaned forward she spotted Bruno stepping out of the restaurant. She smiled to herself remembering how he had seemed to enjoy himself last night. She was vaguely aware of someone else approaching. There was something about him that had her subconscience on alert before her conscious brain recognised that the stranger was wearing a hood...no a ski mask. Then she jumped...flinched as there were three loud pops... Three shots and Bruno was on the floor. Evie was watching Bruno as she climbed out of the car even as it started to pull forwards. Leaving the bag in the car and the door open she ran towards him, coming to a stop on her knees at his side. As she ran she tried to pick up where the shooter was...where he was going... She sees the figure in black darting between people on the street in full panic trying to get out of the way. She looks down and looks at the dark red sdawns spreading across Bruno's light blue shirt. She immediately put a hand over what she thought was the worst of the wounds, but there was so much blood. She looked up again in the direction of where the man had run. In the midst of the chaos she saw him climbing into a black Ford Explorer with blacked out windows. She had no chance of getting a plate though from where she was. Then she was aware of someone else there. She looked across, straight at Tom.
"I'm sorry... One shooter... Dressed in black... Got into a waiting Explorer...I thought Bruno might need... I should have run after him instead maybe... " she looked down. This wasn't going to end well
By the time Evie hit the shower her body ached but it was an incredible ache...a hard hard work out. The shower worked wonders on her skin and it refreshed and revitalised her. She dressed quickly into jeans and a white Yankees baseball shirt - well if she couldn't wear it in NY, where could she. She packed up her bag and headed out, meeting Guido at the desk and then getting into the car. Guido sat with his hand on Evie's thigh as the car made its way back and the two of them talked casually about their afternoon plans. As the limo approached the restaurant, it stopped at a light. Evie reached down to the footwell to pick up her bag, getting ready to get out when the car pulled up and as she leaned forward she spotted Bruno stepping out of the restaurant. She smiled to herself remembering how he had seemed to enjoy himself last night. She was vaguely aware of someone else approaching. There was something about him that had her subconscience on alert before her conscious brain recognised that the stranger was wearing a hood...no a ski mask. Then she jumped...flinched as there were three loud pops... Three shots and Bruno was on the floor. Evie was watching Bruno as she climbed out of the car even as it started to pull forwards. Leaving the bag in the car and the door open she ran towards him, coming to a stop on her knees at his side. As she ran she tried to pick up where the shooter was...where he was going... She sees the figure in black darting between people on the street in full panic trying to get out of the way. She looks down and looks at the dark red sdawns spreading across Bruno's light blue shirt. She immediately put a hand over what she thought was the worst of the wounds, but there was so much blood. She looked up again in the direction of where the man had run. In the midst of the chaos she saw him climbing into a black Ford Explorer with blacked out windows. She had no chance of getting a plate though from where she was. Then she was aware of someone else there. She looked across, straight at Tom.
"I'm sorry... One shooter... Dressed in black... Got into a waiting Explorer...I thought Bruno might need... I should have run after him instead maybe... " she looked down. This wasn't going to end well