Tryst

Dante Vasquez was intrigued as he watched them go.

Something about the woman had gotten under his skin and he liked it. He had a wide choice of women and men to pick from and his sexual life was always active. But the little woman with that tantalizing body and the wide, frightened eyes, had piqued his interest. And that of his body, he thought with a grin as his hand shifted to the stiffness of his c*ck.

The chase was what he enjoyed, the ultimate subjugation of his prey as well, of course, but this promised to be exciting. He smiled. The coke he had sniffed earlier was still in his bloodstream, giving him an excited high.

He would thoroughly enjoy stalking her, and that would be ideal for Ramona, who had set her sights on the great Don himself. Who knows, he thought with a grin, who knows what other erotic games they could play? Foursomes? Or threesomes, maybe?

But one thing was clear; he knew that he had the hots for the woman, who was small and so perfectly rounded, a natural sens