Chapter 29 - Tent

- That is great. - chuckled Balalaika kindly, from which Jack was a little stunned. He liked the woman's smile.

Blinking a couple of times, he slowly walked towards her.

The balalaika did not take her eyes off him - Listen, you have become nicer in the toilet for this minute, or something ...

Jack smiled awkwardly. "I don't know. Maybe the light fell on me unsuccessfully before?

- Maybe. - she slightly shrugged her shoulders and turning away, calmly began to wait for the massage

Jack sighed and approached, opened the tube of cream with slightly shaking hands, and squeezed a little of the contents onto the woman's tense back.

Then his palms came into play.

With a light and gentle movement, he picked up the cream with his palms and began to rub it on the graceful back of this woman.

The balalaika smiled, exhaling contentedly - You have such pleasant warm hands. True, one for some reason is warmer than the other ...

Jack froze for a second and blushed slightly - Well, I don't know. I warmed them up the same way before the massage.

- No matter. - Balalaika answered lazily, obviously getting no small pleasure from the gentle hands of the guy - "Oh, I would have known that he was capable of such a thing, I would have left him with a masseur ... Although it is never too late to do this ..."

Meanwhile, the boy's palms worked their magic, relaxing Balalaika's tense back. Jack himself felt how developed the muscles of this woman and how these muscles demanded rest and bliss.

The neck, shoulders, back, and even sides, because of which Jack was dangerously close to Balalaika's rather big breasts, received their share of attention from him.

The woman in front of him was already overwhelmed. She lay with closed eyes, sometimes opening her inviting lips to exhale hotly from languor.

Unbeknownst to both Balalaika herself and Jack, her panties got wet from the secretions of her wet pussy. This woman has not experienced male affection for a long time.

And in general, Balalaika has long scored on her personal life and the needs of her body.

The woman bit her lip when she finally felt the wet tissue of her panties '' stick '' to her vagina. - "What a shame ... Like some kind of whore I am flowing from the hands of a boy that suits me as a son ..."

Opening her eyes, she saw with peripheral vision that Jack's face was focused, and his eyes were closed.

- "So serious and cute ..." - Balalaika narrowed her eyes

Meanwhile, Jack was sweating so seriously while doing the massage and solving various equations in his head, because the situation was serious.

Even though he only recently had a self-gratification session, his cock again rose to attention. Unfortunately, it was half of the trouble, because the adhesive plaster that held his penis was ready to come off due to the wet skin and its repeated use.

He tried to solve equations, imagined disgusting things, but the hands that slid over the sexy body of Balalaika did not give Jack a chance to put his boa to sleep.

Unfortunately, the adhesive plaster did not have the power of buttons that kept the heroines' breasts in these harem cords, and therefore it peeled off the thigh.

- "Heck!" - Jack clenched his jaw, feeling his erection pulling loose pants, forming a weighty tent

Naturally, Balalaika immediately noticed her with peripheral vision. Luckily for the boy, the corner of her lips lifted in a slight, satisfied grin. The woman not only found Jack's erection not offensive but also regarded it as a compliment.

Yet a failed personal life and a scarred appearance made itself felt even on a woman as strong as her. And the realization that she was not the only one lying here excited, made her happy.

Jack opened his eyes and with fear quickly looked towards Balalaika's face to see how the woman was already considering ... the problem that had arisen.

Without stopping the massage, he blushed and stammered - P-sorry, I ...

"Nothing, don't worry so much, Jack. - said Balalaika affectionately, giving him a languid look - Knowing your situation, we should, on the contrary, be glad of this.

Jack only quickly nodded twice, looking at the contented and sparkling eyes of Balalaika.

"You're just a great masseur ..." she said slowly.

- Thanks, boss ... - Jack quickly nodded.

The woman grimaced slightly, and then she raised an eyebrow with a slight smile - Come on, you will call me just Balalaika and we will turn to you when we are alone.

Jack froze for a second - I don't know ...

- You will not refuse me this request?

He froze again and licking dry lips, replied - No, Balalaika.

The woman bared her teeth a little rather - Wonderful. So, I said that you are a great massage therapist, but you missed my lower back.

Jack swallowed and caught a glimpse of Balalaika's lower back, which was attached to her elastic ass in black panties and was slightly turned up to the top - Boss ...

- Balalaika. - she corrected him, squinting

- Balalaika ... - Jack sighed - I don't think it's worth ...

- I think it's worth it. - she smirked. - You shouldn't quit your job halfway. You have my permission, so what are you talking about?

Jack stood for a while, then nodded resolutely, pointing his hands to the woman's lower back.

- Wow, that's better ... Your hands are just magical ... Stronger ... Even stronger, don't be afraid, I won't crumble.

Jack massaged the woman's lower back with the utmost concentration and care. Beads of sweat ran down his face, but he paid no attention to them.

Meanwhile, Balalaika was enjoying Jack's hands, which were dangerously close to her buttocks. To be honest, she even wanted the boy to accidentally hit them.

In addition, she fully enjoyed his scent, which had already permeated the entire room. This smell tickled her nose and made her head intoxicated.

For a few more minutes, Jack diligently massaged Balalaika's lower back.

His cock was about to rip his pants while this woman's pussy 'itched' 'demanding attention. Although in this they were equal now ...

- Okay, enough. - Balalaika said abruptly, feeling the moisture under her from the secretions accumulated on the sofa. - I'll lie still, and you can go ... Thanks again, Jack.

- You're welcome. - with a dry mouth he said, wiping off the sweat - See you soon.

Turning around, Jack quickly walked towards the exit, simultaneously thrusting his hand into his pocket and pressing his penis to his thigh. - "Crazy day..."

...

Jack came out of the Moscow Hotel like a bullet and began to scour for a taxi. Now he wanted to go back to his office, take a shower and have another session ... relaxation.

As luck would have it, there was not a single taxi driver. In general, there were almost no people on the street, which is not surprising. The day was quite hot and sultry today.

After walking a little forward along the street in search of a taxi, Jack found the transport himself.

A white minibus with tinted windows seemed to be passing by but suddenly stopped next to it. The door slid open and two large men of European appearance abruptly left it.

- "What the!?" - only had time to think Jack, but reach for the pistol on his belt

However, the men were serious.

One of them, who was brown-haired, sharply punched him in the stomach, and the other, blond, wringing his arms, dragged him into the minibus.

- Help! .. - Jack wanted to shout, but another sharp blow to the chest knocked all the air out of him

- Do not rock the boat, otherwise, I will thrust you piece by piece into this tarantula! - the brown-haired man said menacingly

However, Jack did not intend to give up so easily. He rested on his feet with all his might, but the forces were not equal.

- Stubborn fagot. - said the blond harshly and looked at the brown-haired - Come on together! Faster!

The brown-haired man nodded and grabbed Jack by the legs. So they dragged him together inside the minibus.

He still wanted to resist, but a sharp pain in the back of his head interrupted his plans and he went to the kingdom of dreams.

...

Jack was awakened slowly by screams.

–... who did you bring, fuckers! I said to take the person who knew about Balalaika's plans! - shouted the hoarse voice of a man in years

- B-but you said to bring Balalaika's subordinate ... we clarified by phone that this sucker is her subordinate ...

- Moron! - shouted the owner of a hoarse voice, and then the sound of a blow was heard - You could not ask more? You were not alarmed by the appearance of this jerk? Didn't his age alert him?

- Boss ...

- What the boss, fuck? What should I do with this sucker? He is in the Balalaika gang, but he is a complete newbie and doesn't know shit! He hardly ever goes to that fucking Moscow Hotel! Is he a fucking brothel manager !? What will I learn from him, huh ?! How much do whores take by the cheek today?

- We...

- What we?! What we!? The disappearance of this idiot will alert Balalaika! Even the loss of such a milk sucker will raise not a weak boil and the whole plan of our boss will fly into the toilet! Do you understand this? We had to do everything abruptly, but now what? We will have no information, and Balalaika will become extremely careful!

- And what to do?

- What to do? Fuck after another footman of this singed bitch! It's too late to retreat, now we need nosebleed info.

- We're fast, boss. - said some men and quickly drowned

Jack, however, all this time sat quietly tied in a chair. Blood ran through his hair and his head cracked.

- "This is the worst day since my appearance in this world ..." - with closed eyes, Jack moaned mentally

Gunther grinned in his mind - "Oh, the day is not over yet."

- "God..."