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"Well aren't you coming?"

He grin grew wider, and Mark knew he had her. He followed her out into the night, the rain now a gentle mist that kissed their faces as they hurried to his car. The scent of her perfume was stronger now, mixing with the wet asphalt and the cool, damp air. He opened the passenger door for her, and she slid in, the envelope now deep in her pulse.

He drive for a few minutes trying to reach her home but she shook her head. "Now pull into that alleyway." He obeyed, the tension in the car thickening as the alley grew narrower and darker.

Before he ask for the envelope, Ana De Armas slip her dress over her head revealing a black lace lingerie underneath. Mark's eyes widened for a split second, surprised by the sudden turn of events. He knew this could be a trap or a way to distract him, but he couldn't ignore the urgency that strain within his pants. He quickly regained his composure, his mind racing with the implications of what was happening.

Her hands immediately went to the zipper of his pants, and Mark felt the heat rising in his cheeks. He knew he was being played, but he also knew that he had to keep his cool. He grabbed her wrists gently but firmly, stopping her. "I'm not here for that, Ana," he said, his voice steady despite the raging desire he felt. "I'm here to help you."

"Yeah help me, by fucking me with your nice cock." Her mouth soon finds his cock head and she began to suck it like a pro. Mark tries to keep his focus but the sensation is overwhelming.

He watch the way her head bobbed up and down on his cock, her eyes never leaving his. Her lips wrapped around him, creating a warm, wet pressure that sent shockwaves through his body. He knew he had to resist. He had a job to do, and it didn't involve getting lost in the allure of the very person he was supposed to be protecting, however, the temptation was too much. He felt his resolve wavering.

His black cock drenched in Ana's saliva, Mark's mind was a whirlwind of confusion and arousal. He knew that giving in would only complicate things, but the way she was working him with her mouth and tongue was making it increasingly difficult to resist. He tried to keep his thoughts on the task at hand, on the envelope that held the secrets he needed to protect her, but her skillful ministrations had his body begging for more.

Does he fuck the woman he trying to test?