It was night, and the Five-Star Hotel was active, as per usual. A brothel did business in this hotel, and was more profitable for the owner than the actual hotel was. At the evening reception, deals took place, and bargaining was completed as each customer chose from the displayed merchandise.
"Sonia, I've sent up a customer," called the receptionist.
"At what price?" though it was off-season, Sonia didn't want to compromise in price.
"Five hundred for every ten minutes,"
"And size?" she questioned cautiously.
"Six inch length, three inch width, with a diameter of four centimetres."
"Really? Six inches!" she exclaimed.
"I never lie, you know that,"
"Last time you told me six inches in length, and when it came out it was two inches, merely. Anyway, is it cut or uncut?"
"Sonia, you're really irritating me," and the receptionist hung up.
She was always ready for work, lying naked under a blanket, so there was no delay for stripping off. She stared at the door. Two minutes passed. Then came the sound of a turning handle and the door opened. The customer looked older than forty. White hairs scattered in his black beard and moustache, giving him very experienced look. His crotch was already bulging. He removed the clothes from his body and speedily pushed himself under the blanket with Sonia. He was warm, and it sparked her when he positioned himself upon her. She was, as usual, prepared with a wet pussy.
He planted a kiss on her lips and darted his tongue inside. She experienced the sour smell of his mouth, and cringed. She thought to throw him but, as the brothel mantra goes, "Customer is God". "Have you brushed your teeth today? I can't bear your bad breath." she choked, pushing his mouth aside.
But he ignored her, and opened up her pussy lips, then freed one hand to guide his tool. In one thrust, he was deep inside her and she forgot about the smell of his breath.
Sonia figured out he was strong, his tool was six inches, and rock hard to boot. She considered herself lucky that her duty this night had began so nicely. She moaned as he swayed above her and held his ass to synchronize their rhythm. He was moaning with each shove, throwing his whole strength in each kick. The movement was becoming faster and the cheap wooden bed of hotel "Five-Star" trembled and hissed under the weight of the fucking pair, cow and bullock. Suddenly the bed's two legs crashed to the floor, and became the slide. They tumbled head over feet onto the floor. But they didn't care of this disaster.
The phone on the nearby table rang loudly. In the moment of ecstasy, she didn't like this interference. However, she picked up the receiver and heard the frightened voice of the receptionist on the line.
"Sonia, the police have raided...there's no way you can run, but be prepared!"
She whispered, "Yep..." and hung up.
She was near her first orgasm. She was reckless about this happening, as she was voyaging to heaven and the itching inside her cunt was being satisfied.
"Hero, faster... The police are coming!"
"I can't. I have to balance myself," but he was trying his best to remain at her level.
"Oh god! I've requested to change this garbage bed, but who hears me?" He glued his lips to hers and she had to stop. He threw a fountain of saliva into her mouth and she swallowed like sour medicine.
"Open the door! Who is inside?"
They both heard the signal of the police's arrival but they wanted to continue until they climaxed! The police couldn't wait and kicked the door with strong feet.
"Bitch, open the door or we're going to break it."
Before the threat was completed, the weak door of the hotel crashed to the floor with a loud bang. There were three: inspector Londo and his two assistants, Chagan and Magan. In extreme jealousy, Chagan proceeded to the bed and pulled the kicking man off the whore. He parted from her only reluctantly. His dick came out dripping precum while her cunt streamed a rivulet of juices.
"Sir! Just a minute and it'll end," he begged.
"Bastard! You wanna fuck more, then here!" Chagan struck the customer's bare ass with his cane, who couldn't hold his climax back, so started rubbing his wet tool with his hand.
"Take this whore to the police station and we'll register a complaint against her," inspector Londo shouted, "and this customer also."
Hearing this, the customer's rubbing activity stopped and he spoke, "What have I done?"
"You are an accomplice in this crime," Chagan said.
"What do you need to leave me alone?"
"A thousand rupees, your gold plated wrist watch and gold chain." The policemen's greedy eyes couldn't miss the expensive watch and golden chain hanging and glittering on his hairy chest.
"Your bribe is too much," he tried to make it reasonable, simultaneously shooting loads of cum after being half fucked by pussy and half by fingers. However policemen didn't interest in it.
"Think seriously. If this case is registered, you can't save yourself from the complications of the law, plus the expense of lawyers, and the waste of time," persuaded Magan.
"Don't think any more," Chagan said. "Give what we asked for and leave us with this horny whore." Saliva dripped from his lips as he watched her scratching her pussy under the cover of the blanket.
At last, the customer gave over the watch and chain and bucks to Londo. He dressed quickly and left the room.
"Now what should we do with this juicy slut?" Magan asked as he moistened his lips with his tongue.
She guessed instantly what would happen to her. She got excited with the thought of how the three bullocks would fuck her. Each pound would be hard.
"Wait. Our service isn't finished yet. Scrutinize every single corner of this room. We'll get proof to reinforce our case," and inspector observed the whole room. "Open that cupboard."
Chagan walked, opened the cupboard and cried out.
"What is inside?" inspector questioned.
