Colonial Suit

The speeder hurtled down the road, but the glamorous woman's face grew increasingly flushed, her breathing heavier.

It was because Singer's hands had become even more unrestrained.

Before, it was just wanton caresses, but now he had even lifted the thong behind her buttocks, delving into the crevice. Feeling the warmth and strength of that finger, the woman felt as if her heart was about to leap out of her chest.

To be honest, she was also a veteran of pleasure, but she had never imagined that a man would be so domineering. Meeting for the first time, he dared to do such a thing.

But what could she say?

She had let Singer into the speeder, her intention was to spend a pleasant evening with him, but she didn't expect Singer to be so rough.

But… wasn't this exactly what she wanted?

At the thought of Singer's strong body and overbearing manner, the woman felt a tingle in her heart, and half of her body went weak. Singer's large hand on her buttocks seemed to possess endless magic, draining her strength with every touch. So, after a while, she couldn't help but let out a soft moan.

Singer glanced at her with a smirk, but didn't say a word, continuing to puff on his large cigar.

The woman glared at him, but then replaced it with a charming smile.

"Are we… being a little too hasty? Even if you want it, there's still a long way to the hotel. Why can't we talk and enjoy the scenery along the way?"

"Talk…" Singer chuckled, taking a puff of his cigar. "I'm not good at it. Not very interested in the scenery. But you're right, it's a long way to the hotel. So, let's do something interesting."

As he spoke, he used one arm to pull the woman in front of him, then pressed her delicate head down towards his crotch.

"I've been holding back for a long time on this mission. Let's get straight to the point."

"You're so annoying!" The woman's eyes were filled with charm, almost collapsing in front of Singer. "I still have to drive…"

"For driving, the smart navigation will do, right? If you're worried, one foot can do it…" Singer replied with a wicked smile, his hands unrelenting.

The woman couldn't resist his brute force. She could only give him a seductive glare, and as he said, she put one foot on the steering wheel. Singer swallowed hard at the sight of her straight legs in stockings, then she lowered her head, burying herself between Singer's legs, and began to suck and lick…

The wind howled outside the speeder, who knew the erotic scene inside?? (Little Knife says, I won't show you, it's heavily censored…)

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Fifteen minutes later, the speeder finally stopped in front of the largest hotel in Coin City. Singer stepped out with a wicked grin. Behind him was the glamorous woman with a flushed face and a faint milky white stain at the corner of her mouth.

Singer was in a good mood. In fact, having just completed a major task, he had ample reason to relax. And this girl gave him a taste of indulgence. He could already imagine he would have a wonderful night.

With this pleasant mood, Singer reached out and took the girl's arm, striding towards the hotel door.

But just as he was about to step into the door, two burly figures suddenly blocked his way.

"Lord Singer?" The man on the left asked with a frown, casting an imperceptible glance at the glamorous woman.

"Who are you?" Singer raised his eyebrows and asked impatiently. In fact, his mood had suddenly soured, and you would be too.

But the man didn't seem to notice, still with a faint smile. "My name is not important."

"What's important is that you need to go to the branch immediately. Chairman Steyr is calling for you."

"Damn it, I don't remember having anything to do with that old man," Singer said with displeasure, but still stretched out his left arm and put the glamorous woman down.

He patted the woman's flushed little face and said with a chuckle, "I have something to do now, I'm afraid I can't take you up. Go get a room, wash up, and wait for me. I promise I'll be there in half an hour."

"You… you better not break your promise," the woman said, her face as red as a peach blossom, giving him a flirtatious look.

"Of course not," Singer replied with a laugh, then followed the two men out the door.

Watching Singer's back, the woman's eyes were like water. After a long time, she bit her lip and walked towards the hotel door.

This was a wonderful night, and the woman believed that she would usher in the most powerful and comfortable impact of her life.

On the other side, Singer's face darkened.

He got into the other party's speeder and said with dissatisfaction, "Don't tell me that old thing Steyr sent you to disturb my date. You should know that I just went through a very long mission, and I need to relax. If you can't give me a satisfactory explanation, I promise some people will be unlucky."

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"How could that be?" The man on the left started driving, answering with a smile. "Although our status is not enough to know too much, we do know that this must be very important to you. So important that even if a naked girl is in front of you, you won't even have time to look at her."

"Ha… I like your saying," Singer laughed, his fingers inadvertently reaching towards the man's neck. "But I…"

"Lord Singer, he didn't mean to offend you," the other man suddenly said just as Singer's fingers touched the other party.

"Please forgive our impudence, but this matter is really important to you. It is also important to our branch."

"Oh?" Singer stopped his fingers, glanced at the man thoughtfully, and finally nodded. "Okay, then, I'll wait for Steyr to give me an explanation. If he can't, I'll make him regret it."

"It will be as you wish."

The speeder sped along the road, and soon arrived in front of a huge building. This was the most magnificent building in Coin City, second only to the cloud-piercing airport. The three-hundred-story building was like a sharp sword pointing straight to the sky, indescribably majestic and sharp.

The speeder stopped at the gate, and Singer walked down nonchalantly.

This was the branch of the Universe Mercenaries.

In fact, Singer was a regular here, and the only person in this branch who could accept A-level missions. He was highly valued here, and had been invited to be a resident mercenary countless times, but Singer had other ideas and had never agreed.

The branch minister was an old acquaintance of his, an old man named Steyr.

"You old bastard, if you can't give me a reasonable explanation, I promise I'll embarrass you."

Singer grinned and kicked open the door of the branch. (To be continued…)