Agent Fooker went to North Korea with one mission, retrieve the code that would give access to the military's secret weapon location archives and only one thing on his mind: Korean pussy. He had never been with a Korean woman and he had heard so much about their heavenly tight pussy that he had an erection on the plane, he jumped with his parachute and he still had an erection in midair when he pulled the cord to open it and it only went down when he hit the ground. He landed near the military camp and crept silently until he saw the first guards standing watch. But they were distracted by a show: it was a beautiful contortionist, and she was showing her pussy straight to the cheering audience. It was a bad time for another hard on. He had to get to agent Lee's headquarters on the other side of the camp. He crept silently with the bulk in his pants, he found himself backstage and when he looked at the woman she was taking out a red ribbon slowly from her pussy. The crowd was going wild. He kept going with a royal hard on, he found that the quarters were deserted, all males were watching the show: he wandered if their dicks were as hard as his.
He finally got a glance of Anne Lee from the window: she was taking off her tight military dress, first the blouse, then her pants unveiling a slim body with perfect curves, and tight white underwear with a blue flower on their fabric. She then took her shirt off and unveiled her white skin, she took her bra off, and two beautiful nipples came to view, then she slipped into an almost transparent gown, went to her bed with a big red book. She started reading it putting her small finger in the corner of her mouth. His hard-on got even worst as he went near the open window.
No military training would have prepared him for what he was about to see: she suddenly put down her book on her chest covering both her nipples and lowered her hands to her waist, she took her underwear off unveiling her pussy with its dark hair nicely shaven in an elegant shape, somewhat like a snake. She first lowered her hands to her belly and started caressing her stomach, then one of her hands moved up to her breast, and after a few strokes she pinched her nipple below the book. Then slowly her hand went down, she closed her eyes and gave a sigh as her hand touched her pussy lips. The only thing that held agent Fooker from masturbating on the spot was the possibility of doing her for real. He though it was a good moment to silently creep inside the room and activated his stun gun hidden in his wrist. He went inside without making a sound except for the little thump caused by his dick against the wall as he jumped over the windowsill.
"Freeze!" she said as she pointed a gun straight to Agent Fooker's head.
"How the hell did she do that?" he wondered. Then he realised the red book now on the floor had a hole in it in the shape of a gun, it was just a hiding place for it.
Without hesitation, as he was rising his hands, he pointed with his stun gun and shot it with his thumb, the electricity went straight to the gun and she dropped it as she got the electroshock. She was beautiful as he got near her and put her hands into handcuffs while she was still on shock. He decided to also cuff each foot to a side of the bed in case she would try to kick him, or maybe for another reason too as her legs lay spread. She got her senses back and shouted an insult in Korean
"Shut your mouth! If you scream or call for help you're dead!" he exclaimed.
Her eyes glared with anger as she looked at him.
"Come down, I only need your help…" he said more calmly in a friendly way.
She looked at the bulk in his pants and said: "I can see that."
"Uh," he said a bit embarrassed, "Let's make this easy," he said "just give me the code to the archive room."
She laughed, "I've been prepared to endure any sort of torture!" She exclaimed, "You'll never get that code out of me!"
"We'll see about that!" he said thinking that she was beautiful went she got mad.
"I Know a kind of torture that the military don't teach."
He took a strange tool from one off his pockets, it was a sort of brush used to clean keyholes in order to manipulate better inside them to force open a door.
"I think you'll find it quite pleasurable," he said as he looked at her pussy. As he approached his head he realised it was moist. He motioned towards it and gave it a small kiss through the fabric of the gown.
"What are you doing? you perverted…" she uttered trying to hide her pleasure.
"I'm just gonna keep doing what you started" he approached her face and tried to kiss her but she turned her head away.
"We'll see about that too," he said with a grin.
He put a hand on her belly and then moved an finger down to her pussy, he slightly touched her swollen lips through the soft fabric of her gown and got his finger wet on her string of juice, then he took off her gown and he approached the brush, he motioned the brush very slowly up and down her vagina, she tried to move but he held her tight with his other hand against the bed. Her vagina soon let out more juices and he smelt her oriental flower aroma with delight. She started to moan desperately, resisting the pleasure, but she soon got lost in it, then he stopped.
