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Alicia was sitting, curled up in a large, comfortable armchair, in the library, reading a book, when Arnie walked in. He strode over and kissed her, affectionately, on the forehead.
"Good evening, my sweet!" he murmured, good-humouredly. "Did you take those pink pills I gave you, for your stomach upset?"
"Mmm, yes thank you, darling. I feel fine now!" she replied, with a smile.
"Good! Daddy has bought you a little present, just like he promised!" The racketeer had been most pleased with the way she'd kept his special guests entertained, the night before last, and had bought her a little gift, as promised.
Butch entered the room, carrying a large cardboard box, that he had fetched from the trunk of the Mercedes, and dumped it on top of the large, antique, mahogany table. "Anything else boss?" the hulking gorilla boomed, in his deep voice.
"No, that will be all for tonight, Butch!" Arnie replied, without bothering to look up from Alicia's pretty face.
Alicia gave a little shudder, as she stared at the hulking hoodlum. She could still recall Butch's knife plunging into the body of Stephen Smith. She shook her head, and looked back up to Arnie's face. "Thank you darling!" she purred, before pursing her red lips, and accepting Arnie's brief kiss.
She pulled up her narrow shoulder strap, which had slipped down, and arose from the chair. Arnie watched the sexy sway of her shapely derriere, beneath the short, clinging dress, as she walked over to the table. "What is it?" she asked, excitedly, hoping to spot a clue.
"Why don't you go to your room and try it on?" Arnie replied, with a grin. "Then you can come back down and thank your daddy properly!"
She looked at him, with a slightly raised eyebrow, then smiled, and nodded. "Sure, honey!" She picked up the large package, and hurried off to her room, almost dying with feminine curiosity.
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As soon as she entered her bedroom, Alicia dropped the large gift box onto the bed, and tore at the pink ribbon holding the lid in place. The ribbon unraveled, and she pulled off the top, and gasped with surprise. "Oh my," she exclaimed, as she gingerly lifted the ocelot fur coat out of the box, "this must have cost thousands?" She held the soft, luxurious fur up against her cheek. It was definitely the real McCoy! She had never, in her wildest dreams, thought she would ever own a coat as expensive as this. She hurried over to the full length mirror, and slipped it on.
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"Arnie, darling, it's the most beautiful gift anyone has ever bought me!" Alicia gushed, as she walked back into the library, wearing her new coat.
As he looked up from the paperwork on his desk, she did a quick, theatrical twirl, clutching the fur about herself. The fur coat reached down to about mid thigh, and seemed to be a perfect fit. "I hope you're going to show me just how grateful you really are?" he murmured, with a satisfied grin. "That coat cost me over five grand!"
"Tra-la!" Standing, legs astride, Alicia threw the front of the ocelot coat wide open. Beneath the fur, she was totally naked, apart from her red, high-heeled shoes, and a pair of 15 denier, self-supporting stockings, with lacy. black tops. "Alicia can't wait to show her daddy just how grateful she can be!" she said, huskily, walking toward him, with a sexy sway of her hips.
She spun his executive armchair around, and moved her hands to the zip of his fly. She quickly unzipped and unfastened his trousers, and pulled them about his knees, immediately followed by his Y-fronts. She quickly stroked his penis into full erection, then climbed astride his chair, sliding the bottoms of her thighs along the smooth, wooden armrests, until her sex was positioned up against his almost vertical erection.
She raised up her hips and positioning the dark, circumcised head at the entrance to her pussy, then sank down on it, with a loud, contented sigh, as it entered her. She shuffled her bum, until she was sitting fully in his lap, absorbing as much of his shaft as was possible, in the circumstances. She then wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a deep, passionate kiss, whilst his hands played with her naked breasts, teasing the prominent nipples into full, springy firmness.
She finally broke the kiss, panting. "Alicia can be very, very grateful!" she said, huskily. She had been experiencing an unaccustomed buzz, all afternoon, and couldn't wait to indulge in some good, sweaty sex!
He grinned and lowered his face to kiss and lick her breasts. She really was the sexiest female he'd ever met!
"Mmmm!" She arched her back, and began to raise and lower her hips, riding his thick, veiny shaft, the fingers of her right hand playing with her throbbing clit, in attempt to shorten the time to her first orgasm. The ocelot coat slipped off her smooth, olive-skinned shoulders, and she withdrew her arms, allowing it to pile up against the tops of her buttocks.
Arnie gasped with pleasure, as the girl began to rotate her hips, her powerful cunt muscles, gripping his throbbing shaft, as it moved in and out of her, never quite escaping the clutches of her tightly stretched labia, on each up stroke. His own hips were moving now, jerking up to greet her, each time she plunged down onto his throbbing gristle, small grunts escaping from between his slack lips.
"Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh..." His hands gripped her waist, helping her, guiding her, as he felt his climax approaching, needing to relieve the almost painful pressure that had built up in his testicles.
"Uuuunngh!" With a loud grunt, he orgasmed, shooting his feral load into her hot, tight receptacle.
The girl responded, grinding her crotch against his, and pulling frantically, at her swollen, throbbing nubbin, with her fingertips.
"Aaaaagh! Uuuuunngh!" The girl threw her head back, with a gasping cry, as her clasping sheath began to spasm, uncontrollably, about his penis. Her hips bucked and squirmed, in the grip of her orgasm, as his cock continued to pump its contents into her, mixing with her own copious secretions, and seeping out over his balls and stomach.
She continued to ride his lance, until she had milked it dry, and she felt it start to shrivel and soften, then, opening her eyes, she leant forward and gently kissed him on the mouth. "Thank you darling!" she murmured, gratefully, before offering a rock-hard nipple up to his mouth.
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