Ch.14 Come and Go

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Savannah traced circles around her stomach, her mind wondering into thought. She avoids things that make her uncomfortable, which is why she slept on the couch last night. Zelda gave her the chills, she knew Zelda was uncomfortable with her job. It still shows in her eyes, disappointment and jealousy.
Her appearance had formed overnight, Satan sent a message to offer another victim in the same area. His name is Bobby Scarlet. He rides in rodeos and is really cocky when it comes to women. Which explains why Savannah looked like a woman from an all-time perv day dream.
Her black hair shimmers in the light, beautiful long waves. Skin a dark chocolate, smooth as a baby's bottom. Body structure is thin and frail but is a beautiful piece. "Zelda! Baby girl where are you?" Her beautiful vioce purred in the air. Zelda was addicted to her like a drug, but she kept her distance when needed. "I'm getting ready." She said, beginning to dress into her undergarments, black leggings, and over-sized sweater.

Zelda was in a uncommon mood to be in. Which is why Savannah took the advantage to take her in. "Mmm, love that sweater you have on." Zelda was walking away from her, a grin forming on her lips. "Thanks. I decided to wear it for the occasion." Savannah rolled her eyes,"It's not even cold here." "Then rip it off from me. Rip it like you want to tear me apart." Zelda's voice hissed in a hushed tone. "Glady." Savannah went for the chase, climbing over the bed, and meeting her prey in the end. She pulled the cotton from her body, revealing those breasts that she loved so. "You look so sexy." She giggles,"Don't I always."

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Zelda touched her breasts, squeezing them hard. Savannah cried out in pleasure, immune to the pain. "Ah, fuck!" She licked her chest, pressing sweet kisses on her lover's abdomen. "Stop teasing me!" Zelda smiled, biting on her neck to form a large hickey. "I want everyone to know you're mine. Savannah you are mine, forever." Savannah gasps, letting out a small moan. She arched her back, grinding her hips against Zelda's. "Always will be, you slut." She chuckles. "I'm not the one sleeping with a lot of men." Zelda pulled her down, licking her lips in hunger.

She slapped that beautiful ass, the hand mark was beginning to show. Zelda tugged on Savannah's hair making her scream. "Fuck me! Fuck me!" Savannah cried in agony. "Good show you're putting on." Finally, with one last stroke, Savannah had reached her climax. Zelda chuckles licking her fingers tenderly and slowly. "I love you Zelda." She hears her lover say in a drained whisper.

"You love to fuck them don't you?" Zelda asks, stroking Savannah's hair. "Yeah, it's part of my job." She chuckles, kissing her neck. "Would you still have sex with them even if it wasn't a job?" "Well, no because I have you. You're basically my fuckbuddy." She winks, biting her lip seductively. "You drive me crazy." Zelda whispers, closing her eyes for a moment.

The moment turns into an hour, Savannah was dressed in a cocktail dress and heels. Her body shimmering with glitter. "Ready to drain some souls with passionate love or cruel sex." She quietly walks out of the room and down the hall she makes eye contact with a stranger who almost drooled when he saw her.

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"Bobby Scarlet must be here." She mutters to herself, glancing at the rodeo before here. Everyone was dressed in either jeans with flannels or jackets and shorts. Savannah pushed her breasts up, feeling them form a cleavage. She stiffens a moan when she remembers Zelda tweaking her nipples. Concentrate Savannah. Don't get distracted. She scolds herself.
She takes a seat in the front row, looking out for Bobby. "There you are." A average looking man with western attire, holds on to an angry bull who tries knock him out. Savannah claps when needed, bending down when she stood up to praze him.

She sneaks into his trailor, filled with trophies, dirty clothes, and scattered objects. Savannah pulls her hair in front of her chest. Pulling her shoes off, she wiggled her toes giggling to herself. The door opens, the vicitm crawling into her trap. "Hey there, welcome home babe." She smirks, playing with a strand of her hair.

Bobby Scarlet is startled when he sees a very attractive woman in his trailor. He gulps, eyes glimming in happiness. "Well hello there. Who may this lovely be?" His voice ringed with a western accent. "Savannah. You are one sexy man aren't you."

"Why thank you kindly, but I think you are one who is sexy." She smiles, gesturing him to come towards, and he did. Savannah giggles unbuttoning his flannel, her breath slows and she wanted to fuck him hard. "Woah there, baby girl." Bobby tries to resist, pushing her away from him gently. "It's not right, we just met."
"But, I want you so bad."
"Who are you anyways?" He asked curiously.
"Your dream girl. Lets have some fun now." Savannah walked over to him with one step, she pulled his bandanna that was wrapped around his neck; pulling him towards her. "I know what you like." She says, licking his cheek. Bobby tried to contain himself, not letting her whoo him. "Darling, I'm flattered but this isn't right." He pulled her hands off him, gently guiding them to her sides. "But, I'm yours."
She stripped down in front of him, his eyes showed awe and fear. "What are you--" He was interrupted by her lips. Bobby tried to strain himself from going any further, he didn't want ruin his reputation, let alone giving in to this woman's please. "Bobby, please... I need you." Savannah pressed herself harder against him, wrapping herself in him. She can feel his bulge getting her fingertips as she played with it. "Your partner here seems to enjoy my company."

Bobby felt his face getting hot, the beautiful woman before him was drying humping his grion. Her beauty took his breath away, he couldn't hold it in. But, it would cause his consciousness to feel guilty. Knowing he had an affair with a strange woman.
"Relax baby," Savannah kissed his neck." Let all your worries vanish." Savannah has used this phrase before to her hesitate victims, but Bobby was determined. She moaned his name, cupping her breasts and massaging them. She could feel his groin harder under her. "Come on, break." She murmured under her breath.

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