In Seventh Heaven with Asia Scallop

And at this time Richard Nigel was in Seventh Heaven with happiness and truly heavenly bliss from his joy.

Right in front of his face, right opposite his eyes and nose, hung the wet, glistening in the soft light of the lamps pussy of Asia Scallop, flowing with vaginal juice, which the young man diligently licked with his tongue, mobile like a small red snake, trying to penetrate as deeply as possible into her fragrant and enticing vagina.

His partner only moaned quietly, busy sucking his mighty cock, thanks to which, mind you, Dick earned his agent nickname "Damien The Thorn".

They were now at an altitude of twelve thousand meters on board a practically empty airliner, because apart from the two of them there was absolutely no one else in the passenger cabin, which gave both of them the idea to have sex right there, without waiting until they arrived in Jokyo, where they had recently flown straight from Whorecouver in order to track down a mysterious Kasakhian who, just yesterday, had managed to jump down from the same height at which they were now in the sixty-nine position.

People with big brains will find this way of killing time during a flight terribly indecent, but what do you expect from two residents of Analda of different sexes, where, as we know, there is no one except whores and hockey players?

It is not surprising that such an explosive mixture detonated immediately under the right conditions, causing both of our old acquaintances to have an attack of unjustified sexual attraction to each other at an altitude of 12,000 meters! But if only these two knew about that nightmare called Asia... However, who knows about it better than she herself?

In any case, it didn't matter to Nigel and Scallop, who, having known each other for only a day, had already become passionate lovers - apparently, this was due to the fact that in that memorable moment for both of them in the Whorecouver prison, in which Asia Scallop recruited Nigel's Dick, they both experienced incredible sexual tension, which then resulted in Asia's timid attempt to jerk Dick off and let the latter hold her tit.

And now their relationship was so close even without any connection - other than the obvious "you're the boss, I'm the fool" scheme - that it cost them nothing to risk their lives in order to satisfy each other even in such an inappropriate place as an airplane.

Be that as it may, they had almost reached orgasm, when suddenly the figure of a stewardess appeared at the end of the cabin, and our newly-minted lovers had to immediately stop stimulating each other's genitals and in a mad rush hide the genitals of their bodies under their suits, while the plane was already descending over Jopon.

As it turned out later, if it had not been for this most unfortunate oversight on the part of the stewardess, who, instead of addressing the only passengers of the airliner through the loudspeaker, decided to inform them of the landing, as they say, in person, then everything could have turned out completely differently, and in that case Dick and Asia would have had to get dressed not in front of one single girl, but in front of a whole crowd of employees of the Jokyo airport, who, after the landing of the airliner, immediately rushed into the cabin like dogs unleashed from a leash.

Dick instinctively wanted to pounce on a couple of cops so as not to let his beautiful companion be harmed, but the latter held him in place in time, clinging to his arm with a death grip.

The young man, who had perceived her behavior as an attempt to take away his freedom of choice to act at his own discretion, wanted to break free from the grip, but while he was floundering in one place like a fool, the police, passing their seats in transit, disappeared into the pilot's cabin.

"You see, you fool," Asia said to him in a wet whisper, "they don't care about us at all!"

Dick didn't answer her, but only gave up trying to break free from her grip, fortunately she had already let go of his hand and, rising from her place, began to smooth out the folds on her black leggings, which, although they hid the view of her pussy, however, due to the tight fit to her body, seemed to only further emphasize the feeling that Asia Scallop was actually completely naked, like Aphrodite emerging from the sea foam.

At least one sight of her crotch was enough for her new lover - agent "Damien The Thorn" - to immediately fill his mighty member with blood and try to break through the fabric of his underpants and jump out of his pants.

But Dick was too busy trying to come to his senses after the events that had changed so quickly - they were flying calmly at an altitude of 12,000 meters and having sex in the 69 position, and then suddenly the airliner had already landed at Jokyo airport and now a pack of furious customs officers had come on board for an inspection.

Not everyone would know what to do in such a situation, and so it is not surprising that Richard Nigel was simply confused and was now trying to cool his head (and his dick had long since been cooled by the cops who suddenly burst in).

After killing a couple of minutes to get his thoughts in order, Dick finally got up from his seat and followed Asia Scallop to the exit of the airliner. Since, as already mentioned above, there was no one else in the passenger cabin, and the crowd of cops was concentrated in the pilot's cabin, our sweet couple had no problems leaving the plane.

Having descended the steps onto the asphalt area near the airport building, our newly-minted lovers exchanged meaningful glances and, holding hands, headed towards a nearby yellow taxi, from the window of which a mustachioed face, adorned with an aerodrome cap, was sticking out.

"I'll give you a ride with the wind!" the driver said with a strong accent. "Only the air conditioning in my car doesn't work!"

"I don't give a shit," Asia Scallop answered him with a smile in perfect Joponese and sat down in the back seat. "Let's go! Just not too fast, because everything inside me hurts... Why are you standing there, stupid?" she asked Dick and waved her hand invitingly.

There was nothing to be done, so Dick had to climb into the taxi after Asia and lean back in the seat.

When the car started moving, his neighbor immediately pushed him down and began to pull down his underwear with a predatory gleam in her eyes.

"Do you want it right here?" Dick was surprised.

"Yes, yes, right here and now!" Asia hissed, already holding his rock-hard cock in her tender little hand. "Those customs faggots ruined my fun, and I'll never forgive myself for that!"

She didn't say anything else, because the next second she started sucking Dick's cock with fury. The driver with a moustache and a cap-airfield seemed to have either suddenly gone deaf as a stump, or had simply gotten used to the fact that his passengers were turning the back seat of his car into a real brothel, so not a single glance or movement of his lips showed that he heard and saw in the rearview mirror the scene from a cheap porn film that was playing out right behind him.

Maybe he was either gay or even asexual, but no one will ever know for sure. Anyway, by the time he got our couple where they needed to go, Dick had already cummed in Asia Scallop's throat five times in a row, and she didn't let a single drop of his cum go to waste, swallowing it all.

Apparently, this satisfied her hunger to the fullest extent, because when the driver told them that it was time to get off and at the same time, out of the blue, advertised some cafe with the telling name "Lustful Scallops", Asia Scallop, with a strange gleam in her eyes, answered him that she would not take a crumb of anything to eat in her mouth for the next five hours.

In response, the taxi driver merely shrugged his shoulders: it was his business, as if to say so, after which, having accepted the money from her hands, stained with sweat and sperm, he drove off home, leaving our couple beaming with pleasure on the sidewalk near the entrance of some entertainment establishment, which was guarded by two hefty Joponese men of about twenty-five years of age, dressed in white camouflage without insignia.

"Hey, pussy-eyed ones," Asia Scallop shouted at the two, "I'm tired of your stupid ass-faces! I want to see the boss! And now! Do you hear me, piss-skinned faggots?"

"Damien The Thorn" was already prepared to repel an attack by the seriously angry Joponese, but to his surprise he saw how both guards, without blinking an eye, turned their backs on the Analdian woman screaming at them and disappeared behind the glass doors.

"What are you standing there for? Let's go after them!" Asia nudged him in the shoulder and moved after them.

Dick obeyed his companion and followed; he was sure that such an unceremonious treatment of the Joponese by Asia Scallop would not lead to anything good, but he decided to hold off for now on trying to hammer into her head, filled with fucking and banging, the basics of behavior in a foreign country.

He felt uneasy about becoming the lover of such an eccentric person, but since she was also his immediate superior after recruiting him in a distant Whorecouver prison, there was nothing he could do about it.

Asia seemed to see from his sad face that he was thinking about what had just happened, and suddenly stopped, turning to him with a burning gaze.

"What are you crying about, you idiot?" she asked in the tone of a child engrossed in an interesting game. "They're servants, lackeys, lackey shit! They don't dare disobey us!"

Dick didn't know what to answer her, so he limited himself to nodding his head. And the girl continued:

"They have to endure everything I want to do to them! Even smear their stupid faces with my shit and bathe in my urine! Do you want me to show you what they are ready for?"

The young man, listening to these words, saw that Asia Scallop was shaking all over, as if in a fever, and her mouth was twisted with excitement, which made it seem as if in front of him was not a recruiter, but a real maniac.

He found it hard to find the strength to make a timid attempt to say a word against her:

"N-n-no need," "Damien The Thorn" squeezed out with difficulty.

"I'll show you "n-n-no need"!" the girl mimicked him, jokingly shaking her fist at him.

Then she turned towards the two guards who continued to march and barked at them in a commanding tone:

"Stop right there, faggots!"

The Joponese stopped as one and turned sharply to face her. Asia Scallop, after a dramatic pause, during which her gaze ran lustfully from one guard to the other, said in the same commanding tone:

"Hey you, on the left! Get on all fours! GET ON ALL FOURS, YOU STINKING FAGGOT!" she screamed at the top of her lungs.

The one to whom she addressed these words immediately carried out her command so quickly for his heavy body that Dick could not help but contain his amazement.

But Asia Scallop clearly wasn't satisfied with that, because after watching for a couple of seconds as the Joponese man, standing on all fours like a faithful little dog, looked at her with a completely emotionless gaze, she spoke up again:

"And you, condom, what are you standing there for? Give me the whip!"

"Damien The Thorn" didn't even have time to blink before the guard, who was still standing on his own two feet, suddenly took a whip out of thin air and threw it at the girl.

Asia Scallop deftly intercepted it and, shaking her long whip like a conductor's baton, again addressed the "dog-man":

"Now crawl to me, creature, and take off my shoe! Quickly!"

Dick, continuing to remain indifferent to the spectacle unfolding before his eyes, watched as his companion, at the last words, put her right foot forward, and the Joponese man quickly crawled up to her and began to take off her shoe.

When he finally succeeded, the eyes of all present were revealed to the goddess's foot, dressed in a short sock, and this sock, once completely white, had unsightly brown spots from sweat and dust in some places.

Dick wanted to look away or turn away, but Asia Scallop, meaningfully pushing him in the shoulder, immediately gave a new order:

"Now take the sock off my foot and swallow it! NOW, YOU SUCKER!"

She might not have said the last two words, because the Joponese man, who was on all fours, immediately pulled the dirty sock off her foot and stuffed it behind her cheek.

Dick saw how the poor guy then immediately swallowed this "delicacy" whole in one gulp, while maintaining complete indifference to everything that was happening.

Then Asia Scallop, clearly not satisfied with this, suddenly, for no apparent reason, swung her whip and began to strike the squatting Joponese man on his back, one blow after another, each one stronger than the other.

"Look, look good!" she hissed in "Damien The Thorn's" ear. "See what a face he has!"

And indeed, there was something to marvel at here - the Joponese man managed to maintain a stony expression while experiencing pain. But Dick was already tired of this.

Catching the moment when Asia Scallop raised her hand up, he immediately snatched the whip from her and threw it into the hands of the second guard standing nearby like a pillar, who immediately took it into his own hands and hid it behind his back.

Asia Scallop, frozen in an idiotic pose with her hand outstretched forward, looked for some time with her mouth open, first at Dick, then at the Joponese man who continued to stand in front of her on all fours, and only when Dick, turning his whole body back to the exit, was about to leave this establishment, the girl came to life and, emitting hysterical screams from her throat, rushed after him.

"What are you doing?" she screamed, throwing herself on his back.

Dick turned sharply to her and, looking into her eyes, with difficulty restrained himself from punching her in the stupid face.

"And what are you doing?" he parried her question, shaking slightly. "We came here to track the path of some superman who threatens our country, or to make fun of these pathetic slant-eyed ones, or something?"

Asia Scallop stared at him for a few seconds, her tits under her red shirt bouncing up and down in time with her breathing, and then she suddenly gave "Damien The Thorn" a slap in the face.

The latter bravely endured his beloved's hysteria, realizing that now was not the time to put Asia Scallop in a straitjacket and inject her with tranquilizers - after all, no matter how mentally ill a fool she was, she was still his direct superior and it was on her that the entire success of the operation she had started to track and catch a certain Kasakhian depended, who would be able to sneak aboard an airliner and then jump down from a height of 12,000 meters and not only stay alive, but also be able to walk with his accomplice to the monorail station with the obvious goal of moving further and further towards his goal!

And to be honest, Richard Nigel simply fell head over heels in love with Asia Scallop, although he tried not to show it outwardly - even during sex with her, he tried to maintain a stony expression on his face and tried not to make any sounds, which, it seemed, only turned his partner on even more, who, it seemed, psychologically found it easier to fuck a mannequin-like Analdian than a hot Mexican.

In short, having taken the full brunt of her sweeping slap, "Damien The Thorn" did not say a word to her and was about to move forward when suddenly a shrill cry reached the ears of both lovers:

"Miss Scallop, MISS SCALLOP!" screamed a young man with a guitar case on his back, running down the street towards them as if he were being chased by furies.

Our sweet couple froze in place, giving the stranger the opportunity to come closer to them and stop two steps away from them, breathing heavily.

The steel-piercing eye of "Damien The Thorn" did not fail to notice that the young man's face was covered with a deathly pallor of fear, mixed with the blush of shame; however, the latter was an entirely understandable consequence of the shock of feelings he had experienced due to the fact that such an imposing beauty as Asia Scallop stood before him.

Dick swore to himself that at night this young man furiously jerks off his small cock, imagining how Asia gives him a blowjob with a swallow.

Dick was torn from these thoughts by the voice of the young man, who, still continuing to breathe like a steam locomotive, delivered in a breaking voice the following report of his own composition:

"Miss Scallop," he began, "I did everything as you ordered me, and I was able to find out exactly where our two suspects went!"

"So where did they go, Carlton?" Asia asked lazily, seeming not to be interested in the matter at all.

"I interrogated the cashier thoroughly," continued the young man, whose lips suddenly stretched into a predatory smile, "and in the course of this very, I tell you, pleasant operation I found out that they had bought tickets to Alma-Thou!!!"

"And how did you get the necessary testimony out of that pussy-eyed hen?" Asia suddenly perked up, her eyes once again lit up with the familiar "Damien The Thorn" BDSM mistress light.

"Oh, it's a long story," Carlton replied, licking his lips. "Let's just say that I forced that bitch, on pain of death, to suck my dick right in front of the entire monorail station staff! Oh, you should have seen their faces," he turned to "Damien The Thorn", "when that slut, drooling and making pathetic moans, swallowed my cum, while ten-plus-sized guys with batons and pistols stood in front of us, afraid even to fart, knowing that in the event of the slightest resistance, my buddies would blow their entire stinking station to hell!"