Lady Britannia – Sex Pet of the Italian Stallion


Italy 1940

British military intelligence agent...Corporal Lara Havenloft...arrived in Italy on another mission.

One week earlier...she was in China to help the Chinese Army defeat the activities of a group of Japanese ninjas who were helping the Japanese Army invade China.

A 24 year old Englishwoman with dull brown hair tied into a thick bun behind her head...with a slender body...wearing a baggy brown uniform...Lara did not attract much attention from either men or women.

This suited her perfectly...because no one knew she was secretly the sexy British superheroine Lady Britannia...who was famous for the many defeats she inflicted upon the Nazis in other parts of Europe...before she played a role in defeating the Japanese...who were the second of the Nazis' Axis partners...who were fighting the Allies.

Lara remembered how on her last adventure she met Chinese spy Weng Li...who was the famous Chinese superheroine Kung Fu Woman. They had many challenges against the ninjas but they eventually prevailed and made the battlefield in China between the Chinese and Japanese armies level.

Now Lara found herself in the southern part of Italy...the third of the Axis powers. This region had been conquered by the American Army who were trying to defeat the Italians in the northern part of the country.

Getting off the plane as she arrived at the main American military base...Lara remembered being briefed back in London about her mission here to investigate the disappearance of an American spy named Lee Walker.

A top agent for the US Secret Service...Walker had been undercover in Italy investigating a man who was supplying weapons to the Italian Army.

He was know as the "Italian Stallion" and using money and methods which no one could explain...was stealing weapons from the Allied forces and selling them to Italy's fascist government and army.

Walker's disappearance led to the American Army contacting British Military Intelligence for help as it was heavily engaged in fighting the Italian Army and its allies in southern Italy.

Lara was received by one of the base's commanders, Colonel James Bryant.

"Hello. Are you one of the new nurses for the base's hospital? asked Bryant.

" No Colonel Bryant. I'm Corporal Lara Havenloft from British Military Intelligence. I'm sure you were informed I was coming here to investigate the disappearance of Secret Service agent Lee Walker" replied Lara.

Bryant looked at her and frowned.

"Look here Havenloft. No offense but I don't have resources to waste on a woman like Lee Walker who doesn't know to stay in her corner and who wasted time investigating a man who's a myth! Pure propaganda by the Axis to distract us from winning the war against the fascists here in Italy" grumbled Bryant.

His words made it clear to Lara that Bryant didn't like Lee Walker very much.

"I understand Colonel. You have your orders. But I have mine too. Your superiors agreed with British intelligence to sanction this mission. I'll work alone if necessary. You can help by telling me where Agent Walker was last known to be, before she disappeared" said Lara as she showed Bryant the letter which authorised her mission to Italy.

She saw the American colonel calm down.

"Walker was last known to be in Milan. She thought this mystery man was there. The Secret Service has a safehouse there. Good luck" said Bryant as he handed her a letter with the location of the safehouse.

"Thank you Colonel" replied Lara as she saluted him and left to make preparations for her journey to Milan which was in a part of Italy still controlled by the Italian Fascists.


One day later
Milan

Lara arrived in the city which was full of Axis troops on the streets.

The British agent didn't know whether they were Italian or German from the indistinguishable grey uniforms they were wearing.

Using nightfall as a cover... Lara made her way to the location of the US Secret Service safehouse in the city.

When she reached the house...she became aware that something was wrong...when she saw two men lying motionless in the doorway.

"This is a job for Lady Britannia!" resolved Lara as she hid behind a tree and put the gold crown of Boudicca in her head.

In a flash of blue light...she transformed into the Busty British Bombshell...her voluptuous and muscular creamy body filling out her skintight Union Jack bodysuit....gloves...boots...and mask which stretched across the upper part of her beauteous face framed by her long mane of fiery red hair....the gold crown securely placed on top of her head.

Entering the safehouse...Lady Britannia found several men in black masks and uniforms inside.

She wasted no time on words...going straight into action.

The muscles of her voluptuous body accentuated...framed against her skintight Union Jack bodysuit...Lady Britannia felled several of the armed thugs with a sequence of punches and kicks within the confines of the safehouse. Several of them opened fire with their guns but the Busty British Bombshell easily evaded the bullets and countered quickly with more punches and kicks which sent more of the thugs flying through the air or rolling along the floor inside of the safehouse.

But another figure in black...with an unmistakeable female body...and a mask on her face...stealthily came up behind Lady Britannia...clipped her big puffy nipples with clothespins through the fabric of her skintight Union Jack bodysuit and began to squeeze them.

"AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE....MY BIG BRITISH NIPPLES...AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE....THEY HURT...AIEEEEEEEEEEEE
...BEING SQUEEZED...AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE...GETTING....HAAAA...HAAA...HAAAAAAAAAAAAAARD...AIEEEEEEEEE
...PAIN...AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE...GETTING DIZZY...AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE....WEAK...AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
...SLEEPY...AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE...AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE" moaned Lady Britannia loudly in pain and pleasure as she struggled in the grips of her unexpected female attacker.

Grabbing her foe's hands...the Busty British Bombshell managed to throw her over her shoulders...and cause the clothespins attached to her big puffy nipples to fall to the floor. Lady Britannia pulled off her attacker's mask with her left gloved hand and was surprised to see the face of Lee Walker...the missing US Secret Service agent that she was sent to find.

"Agent Walker??" gasped Lady Britannia in shock.

The female US spy took advantage of the Busty British Bombshell's confusion...and fired a blast of pepper spray from an aerosol can...directly into her huge firm breasts that were framed by her skintight Union Jack bodysuit.

"AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE....YOU'VE PEPPER SPRAYED ME...AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
IN MY HUGE BRITISH BREASTS...AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE...MY WIDE BRITISH AREOLAS...AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
...MY BIG BRITISH NIPPLES...AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE..ARE ON FIRE...AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
...GETTING...HAAAA...HAAAA...HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARDER...AND...HAAA...HAAA...HAAA...HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARDER
...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...DIZZY...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH
...WEAK...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...SLEEPY...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH
...WHY...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...ARE YOU...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...DOING THIS??...UUUUUUUUH
...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH" moaned Lady Britannia loudly in pain and pleasure...completely helpless to defend herself against the traitorous American agent...as she fell to the floor...dazed and disoriented.

"Quick! Get out of here while she's down!" said Walker to the other masked thugs in black. They fled without taking any of the weapons they were trying to steal from the safehouse.

Despite her huge firm breasts still in pain from the pepper spray...Lady Britannia bravely got to her feet and ran out of the safehouse...in pursuit of six thugs who were fleeing in a car.

The Busty British Bombshell mustered enough strength to fly and was able to follow the car at super speed through the streets of Milan...to the underground parking lot of one of the city's famous nightclubs. She remembered it from her briefings at British Military Intelligence HQ in London as a club which Adolf Hitler visited on one of his trips to Italy.

Landing on the ground...Lady Britannia approached the entrance of the club...where two security guards made a futile effort to stop her...as she easily dropped them to the ground with successive punches to their jaws.

When she entered the nightclub...the Busty British Bombshell caught the attention of a handsome Italian man in a tuxedo who was sitting at the bar...the other patrons in the club seemingly oblivious to her arrival.

"Good evening signorina. Welcome to Milan. May I be of service?"asked the Italian man as he approached Lady Britannia.

The Busty British Bombshell immediately felt her wide glossy pink areolas and big puffy glossy pink nipples become hard and erect under her skintight Union Jack bodysuit while her big glossy pink clitoris became hard, wet and excited in the presence of the handsome Italian...without him laying a finger on her.

"Who...Uuuuh...Who...Who are you?...Uuuuuh...Uuuuuuh" moaned Lady Britannia in pleasure as she suddenly found herself becoming increasingly aroused by the handsome Italian man who was standing very close to her.

"I am Tuller Montella signorina. At your service" said Montella as he held Lady Britannia's right gloved hand in his right ha and kissed it.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuh...I'm...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Lady Britannia...I...Uuuuuuuuuuuh..was chasing...Uuuuuuuuuuuuh...some...Uuuuuuuuuuuuh...criminals...I...Uuuuuuuuuuuh...followed them here...Uuuuuuuuuuuuh...to this club...Uuuuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" moaned the Busty British Bombshell...feeling growing hardness and erectness in her wide glossy pink areolas...and growing hardness, wetness and excitement in her big glossy pink clitoris under her skintight Union Jack bodysuit...as she fought to maintain her composure and prevent her sudden erotic urges from overwhelming her.

"I am happy to be of assistance to such a brave and beautiful woman Signorina Britannia. Here is the key to the parking lot. The door to the basement is that way" said Montella with a gleam in his eyes and a brilliant smile which the Busty British Bombshell found difficult to resist...as he pointed towards a nearby staircase

"Thank you...Uuuuuuh...Signore Montella...Uuuuuuh...Lead the way...Uuuuuuh...Uuuuuuh" moaned Lady Britannia in pleasure as she accepted the key from the Italian Casanova and made her way towards the basement of the nightclub.

Montella admired the Busty British Bombshell's voluptuous and muscular body...especially her huge firm breasts and her huge firm round ass...as she walked away from him.

Away from the Italian Casanova...Lady Britannia went to the underground parking lot.

She found the car but also four dead thugs. There was no sign of Lee Walker but the weapons they stole from the safehouse were still in the car.

"Agent Walker is working with the Italian Fascists? This doesn't make sense. I need to find out. But my huge British Breasts aren't recovered from the pepper spray. I need to get back to the safehouse and figure out what to do next" resolved Lady Britannia as she took the weapons from the car and left the nightclub.

In a secret room in the nightclub, Tuller Montella...who was the mysterious villain the Allies called the Italian Stallion...met with US Secret Service agent Lee Walker.

"Who was that woman wearing the British flag?" asked Montella...who could not get Lady Britannia out of his mind.

"That's Lady Britannia...Master. She's a famous British superheroine. She's beaten the Nazis and the Japanese in missions in France, India and China." said Walker who had a blank stare in her eyes.

"She's very powerful but seems to be easily aroused. I want to turn her into my slave. How can she be tamed?" asked Montella.

"The Secret Service has been following her missions for the Allies. We discovered she's got a huge weakness despite her super strength and power to fly. Look at this Master" replied Walker as she handed Montella a classified file containing photos of Lady Britannia and reports of her recent missions.

Montella smiled as he read the documents and felt aroused as he watched the photos of the Busty British Bombshell.

"You serve me well Agent Walker. I have the perfect trap to capture Signorina Britannia and make her my slave...BWAH HA HA HA HA" laughed Montella.


2 days later

Lara Havenloft still didn't understand what had happened on her first day in Milan.

The British intelligence agent reflected on those events as she made her way towards another safehouse in the city which belonged to the US Secret Service.

"Lee Walker has turned rogue and is stealing weapons for the Italian Fascists? It doesn't make sense. That's the modus operandi of that enigmatic Axis villain known as the Italian Stallion. Who was that Italian man...Tuller Montella? His charms are irresistible. Only Pierre can arouse me with or without touching me" said Lara as she thought about her boyfriend...French resistance leader Sgt Pierre Petite...the only person who knew she was Lady Britannia.

"Could Lee Walker be working undercover to expose the Italian Stallion and stop his weapons stealing operations? Hopefully I can get some rest and answers at the next safehouse" thought Lara.

But just at that moment, she felt her nipples shoot to attention under her shirt and heard an explosion come from the direction of the safehouse.

"The safehouse is under attack! I need to change into Lady Britannia again!" resolved Lara as she ducked into a nearby alley. She took the gold crown of Boudicca out of a knapsack she was carrying...placed it on her head...and was surrounded by a blue aura...as she began her amazing transformation into the Busty British Bombshell.

The muscles of her voluptuous body accentuated and framed against the fabric of her skintight Union Jack bodysuit...Lady Britannia entered the safehouse...and engaged the thugs who were dressed in black masks and uniforms. The American agents who were in the safehouse...were surprised and aroused by the sight of the Busty British Bombshell...and also awed as she felled 20 of the thugs with a sequence of punches and kicks in less than 10 minutes.

As Lady Britannia turned to attack one more thug...who was a woman...this thug removed her mask to reveal herself as Lee Walker.

"Lady Britannia! Stop!" she pleaded with her hands raised in surrender.

"Agent Walker...You have some explaining to do. For starters, why did you attack me and try to knock me out?" asked Lady Britannia as she assumed her heroic pose in front of the American female spy.

Her gloved hands balled into fists resting on either side of her wide shapely waist...her feet flat on the floor...her long muscular legs spread slightly apart...her huge firm breasts framed against the fabric of her skintight Union Jack bodysuit.

"I'm sorry about what I did. But I couldn't afford to blow my cover. I managed to infiltrate the Italian Stallion's syndicate. I didn't expect to encounter you. If I helped you, the Stallion's men would learn what my real mission was" said Lee.

"I understand. Now that I know we're on the same side, how can I help?" asked Lady Britannia who knew all too well what Lee Walker was talking about, given her real identity as Corporal Lara Havenloft of British Military Intelligence.

"The owner of the nightclub I went to...Tuller Montella...the Italian Stallion is threatening him. But I know with your super strength, you can help me stop the Italian Stallion. Montella has agreed to help us. He'll give you the information where to find the Italian Stallion...on the rooftop of his club" said Lee.

"Good. I'll go there now" replied Lady Britannia as she walked out of the safehouse, flexed her muscular thighs and flew off into the sky over Milan.

But the Busty British Bombshell had non idea that as she flew towards her rendezvous with Montella, Lee Walker made a call to the Italian businessman, telling him that she was on the way.


At the top of the nightclub


Tuller Montella was sitting at a round table drinking tea.

He was surprised by the sudden appearance of Lady Britannia as she landed on the rooftop and stood before him.

"Signorina Britannia! To what do I owe the honor of the visit of the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in history" declared Montella with a broad smile on his face.

The Busty British Bombshell was surprised as she felt her wide glossy pink areolas...big puffy glossy pink nipples and big glossy pink clitoris becoming excited under her skintight Union Jack bodysuit as she stood before him on the rooftop.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuh...Italian charm is really powerful...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Montella's words make my wide British Areolas...my big British Nipples...haa...haa...haaaaaaard...make my big British Clitoris...haaa...haaa...haaaaard...wet...excited...Uuuuuuuuuuuh
...I can't let him know I'm feeling weak...I need to concentrate on my mission" resolved Lady Britannia as she assumed her heroic pose before the Italian.

Her gloved hands balled into fists resting on either side of her wide shapely waist...the soles of her boots resting flat on the rooftop...her long muscular legs slightly apart...her huge firm breasts framed against the fabric of her skintight Union Jack bodysuit.

"Thanks for the compliments Mr Montella. But I'm here on an important mission which can free Italy from the control of the Nazis and the Italian Fascists. Lee Walker told me you have information to give me on the whereabouts of the Italian Stallion" said Lady Britannia.

She noticed the demeanor of the Italian businessman change from confident to fearful.

"Signorina...You do not know what you ask...The Italian Stallion...He is a terrible villain...He is everywhere...I will be killed if I say anything" said Montella as he wiped sweat off his forehead with his hand.

"Don't worry Mr Montella. You have my word as the superheroine of the United Kingdom...I will protect you from the Italian Stallion and end his reign of terror in Italy" replied Lady Britannia.

She saw Montella calm down.

"I believe you Signorina Britannia. I shall tell you what I know. But first will you have tea with me. It is 5 o'clock. A sacred time in Italy for tea" suggested Montella...gesturing to a nearby table with a tea pot and two cups beside it.

"Of course. Afternoon tea is an English tradition too" replied Lady Britannia as she followed Montella to the table...allowed him to seat her...and pour tea into the cups for both of them.

He sat down opposite to her at the table as they sipped the warm brew.

As the Busty British Bombshell put her cup on to the table...she felt her head begin to spin...as she felt her wide glossy pink areolas and big puffy glossy pink nipples become hard...and her big glossy pink clitoris become hard, wet and excited...within the confines of her skintight Unio Jack bodysuit.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...My wide British Areolas...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...my big British Nipples...are suddenly getting...haaa...haaa...haaaaaaaaaaaaard...My big British Clitoris...suddenly getting...haaa...haaa...haaa...haaaaaaaaaaaaard
...wet....excited...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...getting dizzy...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...weak...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh
...sleepy...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...can't think...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...can't move...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh
...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" moaned Lady Britannia in pleasure as her muscular arms dangled limp at her sides...her long muscular legs went limp below her wide shapely waist...her eyelids fluttering in the slits of her Union Jack mask which stretched across the upper part of her beauteous face...framed by her long mane of fiery red hair...her head bobbing up and down between her huge firm breasts that were framed against the fabric of her skintight Union Jack bodysuit.

"You look tired Signorina Britannia...Perhaps you want a massage?" gloated Montella as he got out of his chair and walked over to the other side of the table where the Busty British Bombshell was sitting.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...What...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...No...have to...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...go after...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh
....the...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Italian...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Stallion...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh
...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" moaned Lady Britannia in sleepy pleasure...her head reeling with growing dizziness as she felt her wide glossy pink areolas...big puffy glossy pink nipples...and big glossy pink clitoris...becoming increasingly aroused and excited under her skintight Union Jack bodysuit...and there was nothing she could do to resist the erotic urges that were growing inside of her.

"But I insist" said Montella as he placed his hands on the broad shoulder of the Busty British Bombshell and began to rub them.

"UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH
...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH"moaned Lady Britannia loudly in sleepy pleasure...her voluptuous and muscular body sagging in the chair that she was sitting in...her eyelids barely open in the slits of her Union Jack mask as she felt increasingly aroused and relaxed as Montella expertly massaged her broad shoulders with his strong hands.

"You carry the weight of the world on your shoulders Signorina Britannia...They are so stiff...from stress" gloated Montella as he continued to massage the broad shoulders of the Busty British Bombshell with his hands

"UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH
...DIZZY...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH....WEAK...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...
SLEEPY...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...CAN'T RESIST...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH
...DON'T WANT TO...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH" moaned Lady Britannia loudly in sleepy pleasure...her blue eyes barely open in the slits of her Union Jack mask...as she felt growing hardness in her wide glossy pink areolas and big puffy glossy pink nipples...and growing hardness, wetness and excitement in her big glossy pink clitoris under her skintight Union Jack bodysuit.

Dizzy...dazed...and disoriented...Lady Britannia did not notice that Tuller Montella had opened the collar of her skintight Union Jack bodysuit...to expose her huge firm creamy breasts...capped at their sexy summits by wide glossy pink areolas and big puffy hard erect and bullet-shaped glossy pink nipples.

"UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...WHAT...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...YOU'VE EXPOSED...MY HUGE BRITISH BREASTS...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH
...STOP...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...STOP TOUCHING THEM...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH....STOP...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH
...TOO DIZZY...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...TOO WEAK...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...TOO SLEEPY...TO DEFEND MYSELF
...STOP...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...STOP...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH"moaned Lady Britannia in sleepy pleasure as Montella's strong hands massaged her naked huge firm creamy breasts...his fingers expertly playing with her wide glossy pink areolas and her big puffy glossy pink nipples...making them become hard and erect.

"Do you really want me to stop Signorina Britannia?" asked Montella rhetorically in a sexy voice....as he kissed the back of the Busty British Bombshell's neck...while toying with her big puffy glossy pink nipples...teasing them into hardness, erectness and bullet-shapes atop the sexy summits of her naked huge firm creamy breasts.

"No...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...this feels good...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh
feel so excited...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...feel so relaxed...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh
...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" moaned Lady Britannia in sleepy pleasure...offering no resistance and allowing Tuller Montella to play freely with her naked huge firm breasts...causing her to lactate freely...geysers of white milk shooting into the air out of the tips of her big puffy hard erect and bullet-shaped

The Italian Casanova noticed a growing wet spot on the fabric of the heroine's skin tight Union Jack bodysuit between her wide open huge firm muscular thighs.

"Your genitals are very wet Signorina Britannia...You need to relax" gloated Montella as he shoved his left hand through the opening in the front of the Busty British Bombshell's skintight Union Jack bodysuit...extending it towards her thick fiery red pubic bush in the middle of the space between her huge creamy thighs...while he continued to fondle her naked huge firm creamy breasts with his right hand...squeezing her big puffy hard erect and bullet-shaped glossy pink nipples...causing more geysers of white milk to shoot into the air...out of their hardened tips.

"No...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...don't do it...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...stop...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH
...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH" moaned Lady Britannia loudly in sleepy pleasure as she felt the Italian Casanova's fingers expertly rubbing her big hard wet and excited glossy pink clitoris...stimulating her in a way which only her boyfriend....French resistance leader...Sgt Pierre Petite had done before.

Her pleas fell on deaf ears as Tuller Montella licked the sides of her neck with his tongue...simultaneously playing with her big puffy hard erect and bullet-shaped glossy pink nipples...which were profusely leaking white milk...and vigorously rubbing her big hard wet and excited glossy pink clitoris with the fingers of his left hand under her skintight Union Jack bodysuit.

"UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH....STOP...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...YOU'RE TOO GOOD...HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
...HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...HOT...HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH....HORNY...HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
...HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...HELPLESS...HAVE TO...HHH...WANT TO...HHH...YOU'RE GOING TO MAKE ME...
HHH...HHH...HHH...HHH...HHH...HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" moaned Lady Britannia loudly in sleepy pleasure as Montella brought her to a gigantic orgasm inside of her skintight Union Jack bodysuit which left her completely helpless against him.

"Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....fallen into...hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...an excellent trap...hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
can't stop you...hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...why...hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...why have you done this...Mr Montella?...Hhhhhhhhh
...hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" moaned Lady Britannia in sleepy pleasure...as the Italian Casanova continued to play with her exposed big puffy hard erect and bullet-shaped glossy pink nipples and her big hard wet and excited glossy pink clitoris under her skintight Union Jack bodysuit.

"I could not have done it without the help of Signorina Walker" replied Montella.

The Busty British Bombshell stared in sleepy disbelief as she saw the blonde US Secret Service agent come and stand directly in front of her.

"It's an honor to serve you Master" replied Walker.

"Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...Master?...Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...What do you mean?...Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...
hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" moaned Lady Britannia in sleepy pleasure as Montella played with her
posed big puffy hard erect and bullet-shaped glossy pink nipples and her big hard wet and excited glossy pink clitoris under her skintight Union Jack bodysuit.

"You came searching for the Italian Stallion Signorina Britannia...You have found him...and you will become my next slave" gloated Montella.

"Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...Never...Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" moaned Lady Britannia in pleasure.

"We shall see...No one denies the Italian Stallion what he desires...Sleep now Signorina Britannia" gloated Montella as he held his cum-stained left middle and index fingers directly under the Busty British Bombshell's nose.

"Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" cooed Lady Britannia in pleasure and submission...her blue eyes rolling up in the slits of her Union Jack mask which stretched across the upper part of her face...framed by her long mane of fiery red hair...slowly closing as she slid off the chair...collapsed to the concrete surface of the rooftop on her back...her muscular arms flung limp past her head...her long muscular legs spread wide open below her wide shapely waist...as she succumbed to unconsciousness.

To be continued