EPISODE 08: Operation Dead Drop 12 (Patreon)

Alva balanced herself perfectly on a single leg as she held the other up in the air, foot tucked behind her back, spring-loaded in her hand. Smirking as she watched the battered idol fall to her knees between her spread legs. Numbed face dragging across her crotch as she inevitably caught a whiff of Alva's battle-sweat mixed with wet arousal.

To anyone watching it would have looked comical, but to Baram it meant absolute defeat. The influencer was making a mockery out of the agent, and she was getting off on it.

"How did you like that, perra?" taunted the fitness queen, but Baram's heart was overflowing with shame, and she was fresh out of witty comebacks. On the other hand, Alva had no time to waste, and she dreaded the moment someone would barge in through the door, putting an end to her entertainment.

So, the Ortega princess quickly pulled her torso back up, and with an excited squeal ... released her raised leg back down onto Baram's face.

(To be continued.)