User blog:Imouto-tan/Lip Service

It was as pleasant of an afternoon as it ever had been in Hawaii. The sun had come out from behind the clouds, the birds were chirping a wonderful song. On such a beautiful day, Emily Saotome was tasked yet again, with the assignment of assassinating a multi-billionaire industrialist and notorious playboy who was in league with a drug smuggling and sex slave trafficking ring. Using her astounding tracking talent, Emily had tracked down her target,at the local beach bar. Blending in with the crowd of groupies was half the battle itself. Emily knew that she would need to be less than subtle to take him down, so she packed just the right weapon to use to take him down with. She quickly went into the changing room and then used magic to teleport into the water.

All eyes were on Emily as she emerged from the water to lie down on the beach. Dressed in a size too small jet micro-bikini, Emily rolled around, allowing the sand to stick to her wet body. Opposite of the ocean was the bar, filled with various locals and her targets groupies. Among them, was none other than the multi-billionaire playboy, who removed his shades to get a better look at the fine young woman. A lecherous grin appeared on his face, as Emily made eye contact from afar. Rising to her feet, Emily slowly began to approach him, her large assets bouncing voluptuously from side to side, with each and every step she took. The ocean water made her lips glisten like diamonds in the light.

She entered the bar to a load of whistles and catcalls. Emily smiled seductively, climbing onto the lap of the notorious playboy. She placed a leg on either side of his body while he leaned back in his chair, grasping the jell-o like flesh of her plump buttocks. The playboy whistled at the bartender, who then by command, proceeded to clear the rest of the bar. This playboy was wealthy enough to just clear an entire bar with the use of his status. Emily leaned forward, planting a sultry, sensual kiss on the cheek of the playboy, who shooed away the bartender as well, so that the two were entirely alone.

The playboy pulled Emily closer towards him, so that her large, aching breasts pressed tightly against his Aloha shirt. He captured the young woman's mouth hungrily, slipping his tongue between her soft, pink lips, whilst grasping her plump bottoms tighter and tighter. Suddenly, Emily's tongue went ablaze, emitting intense flames from the very tip. The playboy's eyes widened, as the flames extended down his throat, causing him to burn from the inside out. Emily continued kissing him, until the playboy's body caught on fire, and he burnt to a crisp. She sat there, in his lap, her lips still pressed against the corpse.