5 From North Korea With Love Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

5 From North Korea With Love Ch. 01

... then hopped into the boat and sped off directly at the assassin. The controls were very simple, so she naturally adapted and handled them with precision. Just like the good old days, Blonde thought to herself, as she raced north on the River Thames, her speedboat hopping and skipping along the water at high speed to catch her assassin.

As she closed in on the assassin's speedboat, he fired several rounds at her, which she easily steered clear of, and made a zig-zag pattern in the Thames. The bullets hit the water around her harmlessly, splashing it at her and soaking her white cotton bra and panty so that her nipples and unshaven loins were visible. She increased her speed and steered near the shore, where she briefly heard several young lads wolf whistle at her; she managed to veer hard away from them, and the displacement of water was strong enough to splash them.

The assassin foolishly used up the remainder of his ammunition firing into the Thames in a futile attempt to shoot her, allowing Blonde to close in on him and follow him onto the riverfront near the London Eye. They both parked their boats along the riverside and jumped out to continue the chase on foot. She dashed over the shoreline in only her soaked bra and panty; luckily very few people were around otherwise she would have lost sight of her target. When he ran behind a ...

... blind corner, she decided to prudently take a wider turn; as she suspected he was lying in wait on the other side.

His ploy discovered, he foolishly attempted to hit her, but without the element of surprise, his punch was futile. Additionally, the extra space she added between them gave her more than enough reaction time to grab his arm and flip him to the ground, his head making contact with the cold wet pavement first. While he was stunned, Blonde quickly locked him into an arm bar with her cold wet legs cruelly wrapped around his neck.

Desperate to escape, he clawed at her legs and arms with his free hand, hoping to tear her skin; however her soaked flesh proved too slippery, but he managed to tear off her panty and bra, exposing her beauty to the few nearby bystanders.

When the police arrived, they were shocked at the sight of the beautiful soaked blonde woman with lean long sexy legs wrapped around the suspect's neck. The sunlight glistened off her creamy white flesh and firm young breasts. For a moment the London bobbies could only stare at her lean and firm athletic body and her perfect face, temporarily forgetting about the incapacitated assassin trapped in her leg lock, which accentuated her calf and thigh muscles nicely.

"The name's Blonde. James Blonde," she said, recovering her breath, then adding "and you can book him now."