Great stuff! At least they died together.Tanya And Her Lover Eat Lead
The mission was all going as planned. The plane had been hijacked and Tanya was enjoying some good sex with Steve in the cargo hold. The way he sucked her breasts delighted her more than anything. He was once a rookie when it came to this, and now she saw him as a pro. She couldn’t resist feeling a little compassion for him. After all, he had proved his worth to her as he managed to save her life a few times in recent weeks, despite taking a bullet or two here and there. But regardless, he always managed to survive and Tanya knew that he loved her more than anything and was willing to die for her every time she was in danger. Although she couldn’t say that she would do the same for him, she felt that she had to reward him every time he recovered. And right now seemed like the perfect moment for that. The plane was nearly off the runway. It wasn’t like the cops were suddenly going to make their way aboard.
As Tanya laid her head back against the metal floor, she could feel Steve’s lips gently kissing her cute little belly button. It felt both warm and ticklish to where she would let out a small giggle throughout her lovely moans. She knew her own voice was music to Steve’s ears.
“Yes,” she whispered gently. He then moved back to her breasts where he continued to suck them once more. “Yes,” she said again.
Then he placed his lips against hers and the two began to kiss. She wrapped her bare legs around him, bringing him closer to her naked body in a warm embrace. She then began to feel his fingertips gently stroking the back of her hair. She wanted to remain in this moment for eternity. It all felt so good. So hot. So hard. So wet.
“Tanya!” a voice cried out. She paid no mind to it. She didn’t want to be interrupted.
She turned her head. “What the fuck do you want, Niki? I’m a little busy right here.”
“I’m sorry. It’s the cops. They found a way to get inside,” Niki said.
“Are you fucking kidding me? Get off, Steve.” He quickly obeyed her command without question. He was good at following her orders. She reached over to grab her tank top, camo pants, and sunglasses. “Get dressed,” she told him, before leaning over to give him a small kiss on the lips. “We’ll finish our little dance later.”
“Yes, Tanya,” he said with a small smile.
The SWAT team had managed to infiltrate the cargo bay and were making their way towards the elevator. Many of their fellow terrorists were being gunned down. It was up to Tanya and her small little group to try and hold them off. She had a plan of her own, a plan that she hoped would work. Justin and Brad would come in from the side. Brad would be on the ground in stealth mode trying to take them out with his pistol while Justin would swoop in from behind him with a grenade. Doug would then make his move by trying to take them out with a rocket launcher. If that didn’t work, both Greg and Marty would then jump out from behind some boxes with their guns while Lyle would crawl in atop the boxes and snipe their opponents. During that time, both Tanya and Steve would rush in for a melee attack to finish them off.
It was a risky plan, but at the moment she couldn’t think of anything better. She trusted her little group not to fuck things up. They had each expressed their loyalty to her as they were all attracted by her hotness. Her sexy body was enough to make them all follow her commands, and she was grateful for that.
“Alright, boys. Let’s get this done,” she told them.
Justin, Brad, and Doug were the first to go down. Tanya then looked over at Steve and gave him the signal that it was time to attack their opponents. Greg and Marty then rushed out and the pair were instantly silenced by a wave of bullets. As Lyle made his way along the top of the boxes, Tanya and Steve made their move. She rushed at the SWAT team with her trusted blade while Steve made a giant swing with his machete. She wanted to get this done quick so she could return to the wonderful sex she was just having a minute ago. Unfortunately for her, her desire would never be fulfilled.
She had taken the first few shots before Steve took a few bullets to the head. He died in an instant. As she began to collapse to the floor, she realized that her lover had died a quick and painless death and that her death would be a lot slower and more painful. In her final moments, she felt regret knowing that she could’ve made a run for the elevator before the SWAT team engaged with her group. And if she knew that she was going to die for sure, she would've remained naked with Steve, holding him close to her warm body. At least she wouldn't die cold.
As her head hit the ground, her vision began to fade as she saw a few fatal bullet holes throughout her torso with massive amounts of blood pouring their way out of each of them. The pain began to kick in even more as her life began to fade. She didn't want to die, but at this point she was almost begging for her killers to just finish her off by shooting her in the head. But she as she looked up, she noticed that the SWAT team had already began moving forward towards the elevator. She knew then that her death would not be a merciful one, but a merciless one. The same kind that she inflicted upon each of her victims throughout her life as a terrorist. As her eyes began to close forever, she felt both frightened and alone, wishing for either Britt or Steve to come and save her and wrap her in a warm embrace, letting her know that she was going to be okay. None of them did. And then her body went still and began to turn cold.
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