Anyone who had a television would immediately recognize this face framed by red hair. After the face, this most anybody would definitely look at long, smooth, tanned legs and luxurious breasts, rushing out from a narrow red blouse, which was two sizes smaller. However, having found out about what their idol is now thinking about, the crowds in the clones would definitely be shocked.
“Fucking agents ...” Angela Foster yelled to herself, fiercely switching speed. - Fuck, they are completely insolent! "
More precisely, Angela’s anger was directed at one particular agent, John Temple. He was one of the best gesheftmaherov in Hollywood, and, moreover, a man who promised to make Angela a star of the big screen.
Last night she attended a party that producer William Donovan staged at his luxurious desert ranch. It was assumed that it was there that she would sign a contract for the main role in the future blockbuster. In fact, Donovan suggested that she seal the contract in his bed. And Temple previously assured Donovan that Angela would more easily agree with
When will this asshole realize that I am already a star, she thought. “And she should not spread her legs in front of a bald sixty-two-year-old goat.”
Angela was the star of one of the most successful TV series of the year “Los Angeles Police”, which the wicked journalists called “Teliki in uniform”. He was the answer of cable television “To the Rescuers of Malibu”. Unlike her rival, the main role in this series was played by a woman - Angela Foster. And she was convinced that it would take a little time, and people would forget about both Pamela and the other “bunnies” from the “Rescuers”.
The day came when a twenty-six-year-old actress decided to get ahead of her colleagues on television. And John has to figure it out. If he does not care about her career, then she does not. And, in general, he is not the only agent in the world.
Pissed off at the whole world, Angela barely noticed a small roadside cafe, passing by at a speed of more than one hundred miles per hour. However, after a few minutes, as the building disappeared from sight, the siren of the patrol car slashed at her ears.
- Your mother! - screamed Angela, looking back. - Only this shit I lacked now.
If she were not so excited now, she would simply stop and get off with a slight fright and inevitable lecture on how dangerous it is to exceed the speed. She had already been stopped four times, and there was nothing worse. In the extreme case, she would have flashed her gorgeous body and would have left, leaving a pretty patrol history (I will be a reptile, men, today I’m Angela Foster myself, you know, from the series “Telki in Uniform”, boobs showed ...) and autograph .
But that morning, Angela considered everyone and everybody her personal enemy, so instead of slowing down, she added her to a maximum of one hundred sixty-five miles per hour.
- Suck, critters! - Angela burst out laughing, seeing that the police car had disappeared from the rear-view mirror. Even if they recorded the number, it does not matter. It was the Temple machine, and after all he did to her, if the police took that bitch for her ass, that’s what he needed.
Two minutes later, Angela almost forgot the police car. Proud of her little victory, she slowed down.
However, her smile disappeared instantly when she saw a police car in front of her. She overtook the wiper by about a quarter mile. After a second, the actress realized that it could not be the same car. No matter how fast the “viper” is, it does not overtake the radio signal.
Angela slowed down and appreciated her position. Honestly, she was not childish. If even a word gets into the newspapers, then she will not find it. Whatever star Angela would not consider herself to be, she nevertheless thought soberly enough to agree with the statement “glory that the sand is in the wind”
She took a deep breath and slowly drove forward. Having made a pleading face, Andhe-desa mentally uttered the text of the apology. She needed to get out of here as soon as possible. If everything goes really bad, then she will offer the cop a blowjob. Angela could not imagine that a normal man refused. In the end, before she had to go and not for that for the sake of a career.
“Damn, what if he is a fagot?” She thought, stopping a hundred feet from the patrol car. “Then I will introduce him to Ramon.” Angela recalled the handsome man whom the studio had hired as her personal trainer. She terribly wanted to sleep with him, and she almost burst into tears upon learning that he was not at all interested in women.
Infinitely minutes stretched, Angela watched the policeman sitting in her car. What is he waiting for? The answer to her question was the first patrol car that appeared on the road.
“Looks like I’ll have to suck both of them,” thought Angela, recalling how she had sex with two guys six years ago. The memories were pleasant, but she threw them away. First of all, we must take matters into our own hands.
"It began," Angela told herself, when the doors of both patrol cars opened, and from there two men in uniform came out.
Angela undid the top of her blouse for a better view of her breasts. The deep hollow between the two magnificent hills has now fully opened to the gaze. Looking at herself in the mirror, she was convinced that she looked seductive as always. Having smoothed long red hair with her hand, the actress leaned back and back.
“Good morning, officer,” said Angela, as cute as she could when a policeman from the first car approached her.
“Driving license and documents for the car, please,” he said, coming closer.
And it was here that Angela realized how cool she broke off. Her eyes rested on a pair of breasts, even more impressive than hers. In addition, the man in the form had a bunch of dark hair on the back of his head and a milky-white face. Sunglasses hid bright blue eyes.
“Of course,” Angela began plaintively, trying to keep at least the remnants of self-help, “I understand that I exceeded the speed.” But I always treated with the deepest respect for people in shape. Maybe you recognized me ...
“I recognized you, Miss Foster,” the woman replied, according to the nameplate on her chest, her name was Clark. - But, nevertheless, I still want to look at your rights and documents on the car.
“Naturally,” Angela replied, noting that the second patrolman came from the other side.
Also a woman, only of the Spanish type. Four inches below their partner, half. Her massive breasts were larger than both women combined. Nice round face, short dark brown hair and brown eyes. Her last name was de la gura
“As I said, I always treated police officers with great respect,” said Angela, rummaging through her wallet looking for a driver's license. “Sure, you've seen my show ...”
“Saw,” Clark answered dryly.
- Aha, "Telki in uniform", - chuckled her partner. “You can't say anything - an exact portrait of the Los Angeles police.”
"Damn, I got!" - thought Anzhela, pulling the patrolman to the left their rights.
“Is the car registered to you, Miss Foster?” Clark asked, studying the document.
“Actually, she belongs to my agent,” Angela replied. - Probably, the documents on the car in the glove compartment.
She leaned over and opened the glove compartment, while showing both the patrol best breasts, "Made in Beverly Hills." It is a pity only for nothing.
“There is something here,” said Angela, pulling out a pile of rubbish. “And here are the documents,” she cried out, finding a small leather handbag.
When she took out the paper her bracelet caught on some bag inside. Angela's hand pulled out the paper, and the bag plopped onto the free seat next to it.
- What is this about us? - de la Gura, stretched out her hand and lifted a small polyethylene bag, inside there was a well-known all three white powder.
- That's not mine! - immediately cried Angela.
“How many times have I heard this before,” remarked Diana Clark, while her partner examined the package contents carefully. - What do you say, Maria?
“Definitely more than twenty-eight grams,” Maria de la Gura replied, while the sachet was still there.
“Dealer's weight,” Diana added when Maria handed over the find to her.
“I don't understand,” Angela mumbled.
“It's not for consumption,” Diana explained in a serious tone. - Storage of more than twenty-eight grams of cocaine suggests an intention to sell it. And accordingly the punishment will be more severe.
“But, he's not mine,” insisted Angela.
“Please get out of the car,” Clark snapped.
“God, what should I do? - Angela asked herself, getting out of the car. “It is a pity that there is no John — he knew how to act in such a situation.”
Then she realized that it was obviously John’s cocaine. He must have bought it for some of his clients.
“It can't be so awake, I probably sleep,” she thought when cold steel clicked on her wrists, and de la Gura read her rights to her. Angela herself has done this more than once in every episode.
- So, do you understand your rights? - asked Maria.
“No, that is, yes,” answered Angela.
- What, life is different from the series? - Diana asked, turning Angela to the police car behind her.
“Wait, maybe there is another way to settle this misunderstanding,” the actress stopped abruptly.
In a panic, Angela did not notice how Diana slyly smiled at Maria. De la Gura went around the viper and stood in front of Angela and Diana.
“Just listen to this bitch,” she said, a few inches from Angela’s face. - He thinks that everything can be bought.
“Okay, let's hear her out,” suggested Diana. - At least some kind of entertainment. - Okay, my dear, my partner wants to hear what you can offer us. Look, don't disappoint her.
Angela took a deep breath. If she is very, very lucky now, then maybe she will get out of this scrape. She decided to talk with Diana, she seemed more compliant than her colleague.
“Listen, you know that the drugs are not mine,” Angela began. “So why don't we pretend like nothing happened.” I think that the MGU will compensate you for lost time. Say, a thousand dollars each?
- Oh, you, bitch! - Maria screamed in her face. “Do you keep us a fool?”
“Easy, Maria,” Diana cut off her partner.
“You read that article in People last month,” Maria said. “It’s written there that she gets forty pieces for each episode of this sugary shit!” I bet her dogs are more expensive than a thousand a year.
“And you are right, actually,” said Diana, and she pulled Angela by the hand and added. - Let's go, beauty.
“No, please,” Angela was on the verge of despair. - Excuse me, of course, I will double, no ... I will triple the amount. Any money.
- Do you carry so much money with you? - Diana was surprised.
- Of course not. I do not have so much cash. But I can write a check, - suggest la Angela.
- Aha, two checks! - Maria laughed.
- And what does not suit you? - the turn came to wonder Angela
“That's enough,” Diana, having lost patience, led her to the car.
“Wait a second,” Maria stopped her halfway. “Maybe she will still do something for us.”
“Anything you want,” Angela replied fervently.
“In that case, I want this coolest teleprincess to kneel and lick my pussy,” Maria said.
- What? - dumbfounded Angela.
“You heard,” Maria replied. - And do not build a hymen here. Sure, you've done it before.
And she was right, in fact it would be the second time that Angela had sex with a woman. For the first time, she had to go for it in order to get a role in the “Los Angeles Police”. The final word belonged to the fifty-year-old Sylvia Toland, executive producer. She bluntly told Angela that the role had to be worked out in her bed. At the same time, Sylvia added that another actress, claiming this role, has already agreed to spend a weekend with her. But the producer more would like it to be Angela. A little thought, Angela agreed.
“If I agree, will you let me go?” - Angela asked, desperately looking for at least some way out of this situation.
“Of course,” Maria replied.
“Of course,” Diana supported her.
“Well, I'll do it,” said Angela quietly. - Let me go, and come to my house this weekend ...
“Don't be a fool,” Maria interrupted. - We're not setting a date for you. If you agree, here and now.
“Now ...” repeated Angela.
“Exactly,” said Maria. “Until you took advantage of your expensive lawyers.” Of course, some ladies in the camera you obviously come to taste.
- That's for sure. And surely the district attorney will personally run the business of a rich, grumpy baby, ”added Diana. - And the press will raise the hype, and in general. So the choice is yours.
“Good, good ... I agree,” replied Angela, who had creeping creeps on her back,
“Wonderful,” Maria smiled.
Maria ran her hand under Angela’s blouse, and, squeezing the actress’s left breast, played with the nipple for several minutes. Then she opened her blouse completely, opening her breasts completely and began to squeeze them with both hands.
“What did I tell you?” Maria turned to Diana with a laugh, feeling something firm at hand. - Fake!
- Don't fuck yourself! - Diana stretched out her left hand and also crushed Angela's buffer. - In life, I would not say.
- Probably there are a lot of attendants, - said Maria, not looking up from Angela’s chest. - That's right, my sweetie.
“Yes,” answered Angela, feeling that, despite her embarrassment, she was beginning to start up.
- Do you still want her? - Diana asked Maria, trying to figure out, suddenly the wonders of plastic surgery will cool her partner.
- Oh, fuck how I want! She answered. - Just think, artificial tits - mouth is real.
- Maybe the handcuffs will remove? - Angela asked
“Not now,” Maria replied. - Everything has its time.
With these words, Maria's hand slipped down into Angela’s shorts belt. Finding that there were no panties under the shorts, the woman broke into a smile. The smile became wider when Maria made the second discovery.
- And, bitch, it got wet! - she proclaimed. “I think she sticks out when they bind her.”
Pressing Angela to the viper's door, Maria rubbed her fingers against her pubis, then put her hand below. When her fingers were wet enough, she slowly shoved them between swollen lips. Angela moaned softly when Maria moved her finger “back and forth”, and soon two fingers were already working on her.
Before Angela could somehow react, Maria sealed her mouth with a kiss. The soft touch of the lips aroused the young woman. Not able to do anything with herself, she replied. Closing her eyes, and feeling Maria's wet tongue lick her lips, Angela opened her mouth, and her own tongue rushed towards the named guest.
Without interrupting the kiss, Maria squeezed Angela's chest even tighter. Diana watched with approval the actions of her partner and perfectly saw that under the mask of arrogant impatiens there was a hot slut who did not mind if she was commanded
“Mm,” Maria purred, curving and kissing Angela’s breasts.
Her tongue wandered around the dark brown nipples that became so topless after long hours of sunbathing. She licked her tips slightly, just to make her nipples even more hard.
Putting Angela on the car, Maria again fell to her chest, licking her so carefully that she soon glistened with saliva. Angela trembled at every touch of Maria's lips on her smooth skin. The patrol's tongue touched Angela's swollen nipples again and again. And each such touch caused in her such sensations, with which men's affection could not be compared. When Maria began to bite her nipples, Angela, having lost her head from pleasure, groaned. Her moans made Maria happy.
- Like, right? She asked, savoring the sounds of the captive. - Well, let's see if you can give as well as receive.
Maria stepped back and began to unbutton her belt with a holster. Removing it, she pro-diane belt.
- Do you want a piece? She asked her partner, stroking Angela's breasts.
“No, enjoy yourself,” she answered. - I'll just take a look.
“As you know,” Maria said, unbuttoning her blue uniform blouse.
Until this moment, Angela was never physically attracted to women. Of course, she spent a whole weekend in Sylvia's bed, but it was more business than pleasure. The woman could not even imagine that something like that would happen to her. Even the handcuffs turned her on, hardly Angela allowed any man to tie her up. Eyes wide with excitement, she watched the striptease of Ma-ria de la Gura.
Maria deliberately did not hurry, slowly unbuttoning a button for a button. Angela, not looking up, looked at her. As if enchanted girl watched as the chest of Mary is exposed more and more. And here she is, bound by a uniform bra, completely appeared before Angela. The whiteness of the linen accentuated the dark olive skin. Holding her hands behind her back, Maria undid her bra. Like a spring, he jumped off his breasts, and the patrol barely managed to hold him in place.
A light of disappointment flashed in Angela's eyes. Maria and Diana looked at each other, Clark looked ahead and back for a few minutes, where there was no car. She knew from experience that in the mornings the highway was rather deserted, and the approaching car was visible for several miles.
Since there was nothing suspicious on the horizon, Maria spread her arms with a contented smile and the bra fell. Nature more than generously bestowed upon her, giving her breasts twice as many of those with which modern plastic surgery made her happy. Dark halos around short, thick nipples were at least two inches in diameter.
Maria stroked her breasts, rubbing her nipples with her thumbs. Then she pulled one of her breasts to her mouth and licked her nipple, and then repeated the same with the other breast.
- Like? She asked Angela.
“Oh, yes ...” she answered, still surprised at herself.
Maria unbuttoned her dark blue pants, and they fell on the asphalt. Stepping over them, she quickly pulled off the white panties. Angela looked at the little bush of hair. It was clear that Maria regularly shaves her pubis.
Going over to Angela again with her eyes burning with lust, Maria kissed her again, plunging her tongue deep into Angela’s mouth. Now the girl passionately answered her, their tongues intertwined with each other, and Maria's left hand stroked Angela's resilient breasts.
Then Maria pressed her breasts to Angelina and began to rub against them. Both women wriggled with pleasure.
Finally, almost choking Maria, she broke her arms and turned her eyes to Dia-nu. Her partner took off her sunglasses, and in her eyes clearly read "come on, do it."
“Have you ever made love to a woman?” - Maria asked Angela.
- Touched tongue tits? Only once, - the actress looked down.
“Well, let's see what you have been taught,” Maria grinned and pressed her nipples to Angela’s bright red lips. “Come on, suck,” she ordered, in a tone that could not stand objections.
Angela meekly opened her mouth, and Maria grabbed her hair and literally pulled the girl's head on a thick, swollen nipple. Angela's lips closed around him, and she made a mouth, like a hungry baby, regret only that her hands are constrained, and therefore you cannot caress the other breast at this time. But at the same time the handcuffs increased her excitement.
“Fine, my sweetheart,” Maria moaned, enjoying Angela’s work. - The one who taught you, her case was tight.
Angela took Maria for quite some time, then she got tired of it, and she pulled the nipple out of her mouth and made the girl pay attention to the second boob.
For all this time, Angela almost never said a word, preferring to silently obey. Mary pressed a small button, deeply hidden in the recesses of the soul. Angela liked being ruled. The TV star needed someone to order her, someone strong, for whom she could hide, as if behind a shield. However, no man could make her feel this, so Angela was surprised how easily she gave herself to a woman.
“Diana, be good, throw me the keys to the handcuffs and take the blanket out of the car,” Maria said over her shoulder, helping Angela get off the viper.
Diana threw Mary the keys, and she easily caught them. With speed, testifying about a considerable practice, she released Angela, and threw the handcuffs on the ground. Angela, with a grimace, rubbed her sore wrists, pleased that she was finally free. However, she remembered very well how she liked the caress in steel brass-years.
Maria began to pull off her white shorts from the actress, but Angela put her hands on top of her.
“Please, I can myself,” she said in a pleading tone.
Maria opened her hands and stepped away, noticing that Diana had already spread a heavy bed, away from the highway on soft sand. Turning to Angela, she saw that the girl took off her blouse and threw it into her car. Then she slowly pulled off her shorts and threw them to her blouse.
From her vantage point, Diana saw that a girl had recently shaved her pubis. However, on the remaining narrow strip of hair, she saw that Mary was right not only regarding Angela’s breasts. Her gorgeous red hair was quite natural by nature.
Mary and Angela lay down on the bedspread, and to everyone's surprise, the TV star abruptly took the initiative. She clung to the breasts of Mary and began to suck them. Her tongue, leaving a brilliant track of saliva, examined them far and wide. Mary shuddered at his every touch. After a while, Angela switched exclusively to Maria's swollen nipples, starting to lick them and bite them with her sharp little teeth. Maria moaned louder and louder, and her moans only provoke Angela.
Licking each nipple for the last time, Angela rushed down, covering every centimeter of the swarthy body of her unexpected mistress with her paws. Lower and lower, finally, her lips touched the wet mound. Kissing him, she did not stop her journey, and, finally, she reached the goal.
“Oh, yes ...” Maria moaned, holding Angela's head. “How nice ...”
Angela's head was slightly dizzy from Mary's crotch smell. He acted like an aphrodisiac on her, releasing all the hidden desires of a TV star. With her fingers, she parted her swollen wet lips and launched a deep tongue. Closing her eyes, Angela relished Maria's pussy, for the first time in her life getting pleasure from sex with a woman.
- Madre Dios! - screamed, writhing with pleasure, Maria, not believing that Angela is just the second time in her life licking a woman.
Initially, Maria planned that Angela would serve her and that was all. But the actress gave her so much pleasure with her talented tongue that she decided to return the favor to her. At this moment, the real cop's dislike of the fake television was forgotten.
Rolling over, Maria pressed her lips to the narrow strip of pubic hair of Angela. Tongue found her excited clitoris, and it was Angela’s turn to moan, in spite of her busy mouth, from pleasure. Two women, clinging tightly, began to caress each other with all their passion. Their sweat-covered bodies were shaking in a dance of passion to the accompaniment of groans and intermittent heavy breathing.
Watching him, Diana found herself instinctively stroking her chest and between her legs, through a police uniform. In the depths of her soul, she regretted that she had refused the offer of Mary. However, it must be someone to stand on the lookout, Diana reminded herself. If she joined a couple on a blanket, then on the highway, according to the law of meanness, there would definitely be a jammed school bus.
- Oh, my sweet, let's fuck me! - Angela squealed, the whole block gathered in the city for her howls, and then she pressed herself again to face Maria's wet pussy.
Maria felt every muscle in her body stiffen, and then turned into jelly. If she wanted to get up now, her legs would have refused her. Maria also perfectly felt Angela’s trembling body, and knew perfectly well that the actress would end immediately after her
Wanting to finish everything on the highest level, Maria pressed her pussy into Angela’s face, while she herself stuck her tongue full-length into her partner. A little trick that she was taught by one of her first mistresses.
The women ended much more simultaneously than Maria had supposed. Angela was one of those rare women who, during orgasm, squeezed out juice with a powerful stream, like a man, and to the joy of Mary, she spat on her whole face.
Maria never suspected that she would get such pleasure from Angela. She just wanted to have fun at her expense. And I was glad that I was mistaken about a red-haired TV star.
Two naked women lay hugging for several minutes, restoring lost energy. Then, as quickly as possible, they broke their arms and rose. The magic of passion that connected them has disappeared.
The women quickly got dressed, and Maria walked over to her partner.
“So how good is she?” - Diana asked her gently.
“Definitely,” Maria grinned.
- Yeah. I could barely resist the temptation to join you.
- I can go further ... - impatiently stuck in their conversation, fully dressed Andes-zhela. - You got what you wanted.
Such a sudden change was more than amazing. Just five minutes ago, the actress was a lustful, hot bitch ending in the arms of another woman. And now she has again become the arrogant bitch of the shining world of television. As if an invisible director would say after a stormy love scene in her performance ... “Taken, into the editing!”
Both women looked at her, and their only good attitude towards Andrze-les vanished without a trace. At the same time, Diana whispered in her ear to her partner that Angela also played in her series, she certainly would have received an Emmy.
- Well? - asked Angela, akimbo.
“Yes, you are free,” replied Maria.
Not to mention too much, the actress jumped into her car and sped off. And after a minute, the viper disappeared from view.
“You know, I'm even glad that she became such a bitch again,” said Maria Diana, turning to her car. - And even it became ashamed that it started all this.
- It is a shame, but not very ... - added Diana
“No, not really,” Maria laughed.
Opening the door of her jeep, Diana pulled out a bag of white powder that started it all, threw it several times and asked her partner ...
- With this, what are you going to do?
“I’m not touching this shit in my life.” Take it for yourself, you always use it without any measure.
- I'm trying to tie now. In the end - it is a white death.
“Okay,” Maria grinned. “I'll take myself as a souvenir.”
Diana threw a bag of Mary, who suddenly did not catch him. Tightly packed, he hit the asphalt and burst. A large white spot appeared on the highway, which was immediately dispelled by the wind that had flown in.
“Well, okay,” Maria shrugged.
“And besides, you shouldn’t do it for gossip,” Diana burst out laughing. - Imagine the reaction of someone to whom you tell about the deal, which you returned for a bag of sugar, at a price of ninety dollars.
- The deal was great. But do you really think that after this TV series, she would be able to distinguish between real coke and props?
“But why would her agent need her agent — this is a question.”
“I heard something about Temple,” said Maria, recalling the name on the documents. - I do not think that he is one of those who simply dilute.
“Maybe you wanted to make fun of someone,” suggested Diana. “Remember when Whitney threw a stack of blue magazines into Jeter's locker?”
“It was great,” Maria burst out laughing again. “He had been spying on Jeter for almost two days, choosing a convenient moment.” And even had no idea that we are all aware of his joke.
“The real joke will be when Temple gets the car back and asks our body star, and what happened to his bag of sugar,” Diane said with a laugh. - All would have given to look at her at this moment.
“Yes, it will be fun,” Maria agreed. - I can imagine what her face will be like at this moment.
- Well, that's enough. I propose to get out of here and soon, ”Diana continued. - While I was all running, while you looked.
“Then maybe we should take a day off with you today,” Maria replied and kissed her partner. - As they say - “strike while the iron is hot”.