Hunt on BR-116

(Part 17) The first light of the day was announced on the horizon, Jessie slept on the passenger seat with his head reclining on Pedro's shoulder, he also slept keeping the female body glued to his and his arms. She woke up scared. - Peter, wake up! - Fuck, we're asleep, let's go! They switched places, she backed out of the station and almost hit a black car just arrived. The girl changed her gear, straightened the steering wheel and left the road. Two of the guys inside the car (an Audi A4) shouted at the same time: — It's fucking Santana de Bauru. There were a few seconds of indecision because the driver made an observation that they were almost out of fuel. However, after an order, he continued singing tires behind Santana. The youths heard the sound of rubber sliding in friction with the asphalt, he turned his head to look back. As for her, she saw the black car approaching the million in her rearview mirror. The girl had a bad feeling, since there was no one else on the highway but them. - Fuck, are they after us? — she asked. — There's only us here, hurry the fuck up! - He ordered it. Santana had a good lead for getting ahead, but the Audi started taking advantage of that high-speed chase. It came very close after they went about 20 kilometers. Jessie was standing at the bottom, and the maximum concentration on the road driving at almost 200 km per hour, however, was not enough to escape. When he saw his stalkers' car growing in his rearview mirror, he shouted: — Fuck! Pedro took the pistol hidden under the passenger seat, opened the glass, put the trunk out and unloaded the comb shooting at the windshield and tires of the Audi. The guys suddenly slowed down, but it wasn't because of the shots, because besides the car being toasted, none of the shots caused damage to the tires. The reason the chaser's vehicle failed was the dry mess. The driver narrowed it down and stopped on the side. Jessie turned her face with an expression of happiness and put a little stamp on Peter's lips, both celebrated and continued at high speed. The couple arrived shortly before 10 a.m. at Cumbica airport. Half an hour later they had removed the Lockers' two suitcases. Back in the parking lot, inside the car, they opened the briefcases and transferred all the money to a travel bag purchased at the airport. They located the Pen drive in the lining of one of them, as Nordestino had said. — It's stolen to keep this money with us, we can't keep carrying it around, it would be chaos during an escape or a police blitz — Jessie said. — And what's the idea? — We'll leave it at another airport locker in Congonhas for now. After we solve the manager's stop, we decide where to go and we take this shit. — I can't believe it, Jessie, are you going to continue with this revenge even after you've got that much money? - We got lucky with Nordestino, then with the guys in the black car. - We could already be dead, because we had no idea they were so close. — It was a coincidence they found us, Pedro, these kids came in to capture Maciel. - Let's do this: we check the contents of the pen drive first, and then we decide what to do with the stuff. - If we can screw the powerful without taking any chances, then I'll stop playing the avenger vulture. - All right? They headed for Congonhas airport, made only one stop on the way to throw away the briefcases after destroying them. Later they started checking the files contained in the Pen drive. The initial data were audio and images demonstrating the relationship of lovers between Tenório and his mistress. Nordestino would probably use the material to extort Madame, but the million dollar bid came up, it was definitely something much more lucrative, must have thought, and probably reassessed his plans. The following files would fuck the businessman and his associates, also renowned politicians and other guys in important government positions. They were in possession of an atomic bomb, it was necessary to handle with extreme care. After another busy day, the couple stayed in a motel on the outskirts of São Paulo that Sunday night. In the luggage almost nothing, but they brought two bottles of champagne and an ice pack. They put the two bottles inside the bag to freeze, and they ordered snacks at the motel reception. A little later, shortly after a bath, taste the meal and already in the second bottle of sparkling wine, Jessie's naked and attractive body rode in a hallucination over Pedro's. Sometimes she talked nonsense teasing the boy, but soon lay the trunk on him kissing his mouth hot to then say he fucked very hot. It didn't take long for her to moan like a little bitch when she took vigorous stubs and reached the summit of her enjoyment. She still moved feeling the spasms of pleasure when her penis slipped out of her vagina. Peter more than quickly anticipated the girl and directed his throbbing member hard on the young woman's anus. She didn't, on the contrary, even made it easier to moisten with her saliva. The girl gave a long and deep moan as she felt the limb slip into her insides. He started a movement of hips rising and descending circularly. The boy reached the limit of being able to contain the jouissance and the next moment he no longer held, poured all his semen into the anus of the partner who groaned also mocking the young lover. Go on...