Staring Arielle Lane

Arielle is ready for anything with a small, form fitted, black crop top and black leggings only extenuated with the knee high, black patten leather stiletto boots. She communicates with her accomplice with her earbuds, and she’s in. Her skin gleaming with a glistening of sweat, she makes her way through the building. Every step and move she makes shows off more of her sleek body. Suddenly she finds herself in a trap; an electric floor is triggered, and she is down. She struggles; her muscles weak from the tense of the surge. She tries to crawl away, but sh...

Staring Arielle Lane

Arielle is ready for anything with a small, form fitted, black crop top and black leggings only extenuated with the knee high, black patten leather stiletto boots. She communicates with her accomplice with her earbuds, and she’s in. Her skin gleaming with a glistening of sweat, she makes her way through the building. Every step and move she makes shows off more of her sleek body. Suddenly she finds herself in a trap; an electric floor is triggered, and she is down. She struggles; her muscles weak from the tense of the surge. She tries to crawl away, but she is helpless and is knocked out. Moments later as she starts to wake up, she stands and continues her mission. She lurks through everything, bending over making sure she checks everywhere. Opening a box, it’s another trap; a dart is too strong for her to fight and she is ko'd. Her body lay still, and sprawled out on the floor. Once again, she comes to realizing she has been tricked and gets up slowly but continues. The soft sound of her heals on the floor gets deeper up the wooden staircase. One touch of a poison needle takes her down again. Out for a few moments, fighting the effects of the poison, she continues her search. A door opened and a beam takes her down again. She is dizzy, fighting back her body on the floor as she tries to push through. Not discouraged, she moves on; the briefcase, this may be what she is looking for. When she opens it, a cloud of gas blows into her face. She is face down on the floor with her ass in the air when her head starts to clear. Now the trap has been tripped she has what she came for. Realizing the door locked behind her, she notices a fine dust on her hands. The final trap.

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