The presidential suite was dimly lit, and the air was thick with the scent of masculine hormones.
Cantrela wore a white mini nipple bikini that barely covered her nipples, and semi-transparent white lace thigh-high stockings tightly hugged her long, beautiful legs. She stood in front of the large bed, her plump, round buttocks slightly protruding, and her long, purplish-blue hair was disheveled and draped over her snow-white back.
Four bald, dark brown-skinned, muscular black men surrounded her.
"The operation begins..." She narrowed her phoenix eyes slightly, a graceful yet lewd smile curving her lips. "Tonight... we're going to wipe out all of you 'underworld forces'."
As soon as she finished speaking, the black man at the front took a step forward, his thick, hot penis pressing directly against her wet vulva, slowly grinding back and forth.
"Ah...it's so hot..." Cantrela gasped softly, her body trembling slightly, but she pushed her plump buttocks back, letting the large glans sink deeper into her wet, slippery flesh.
Two black men behind her reached out at the same time, grabbing her full breasts from the left and right, kneading them forcefully, while pressing their thick, hard, and hot penises against her cheeks and lips.
"The crackdown on organized crime... has officially begun."
Cantrela's red lips parted slightly, her tongue gently licking the glans of one of the black man's enormous penises, her voice trembling:
"Tonight... I'm going to be completely filled by you black guys... leaving not a single hole..."