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Hap swore he'd quit. He promised himself that he'd be done with this line of work when he almost lost his arm. Also he recently turned 50. He should be thinking about retirement. But no. A couple in their 30s contacted him, offering double of what he normally earns. It was too good to refuse. This will be the last, he promised himself. But that didn't stop the dread in his stomach.
The couple, Mitch and Tiff were ridiculously rich. They had everything prepared themselves. The guns were some of the best he'd seen and they had a goddamn yacht. It made him wonder why they even needed him. They were clearly experienced on this. Whatever. As long as his job was easy he'd take it.
It wasn't easy. They were in the yacht towards Isla Nublar and Mitch and Tiff only now decided to tell him that their main target was the T. Rex. The goddamn T. Rex. Hap was really considering throwing them both into the ocean. “Are you kidding me?! Do you have any idea just how insane that is?”
Tiff gave him a charming smile but he could see the annoyance in her eyes. “Hap, Hap, relax. We've thought about everything. We just need you to guide us through the jungle. In a few days you'll be leaving richer than ever.”
Hap crossed his arms over his chest. “You should have told me. This changes a lot.”
Mitch walked over to him, putting a hand on his shoulder and leaning close to him. “We're sorry. How about we make it up to you huh?” His eyes were glinting as he said the last part.
Tiff also came to stand next to him, her eyes having the same look as her husband's. Hap raised an eyebrow as he looked between them. Well this just got interesting.
The next minutes passed in a blur. Soon enough Hap found himself laying down on their bed, naked, eating out Tiff who was sitting over his face. Mitch was riding his cock way too good, with obvious experience. Straight marriage my ass.
Tiff moaned above him and he continued his tongue movements. He was using his hands to keep her thighs spread, rubbing circles on the soft flesh. When this started he wasn't sure how to feel about it but now he couldn't bring himself to regret it. Especially with the tightness around his cock. He shifted his hips and smirked at the moan that came from Mitch.
He moved his right hand from Tiff's thigh and brought it to her pussy. He rubbed his thumb against her clit before pushing it in. Tiff gasped out loud and pushed down on the finger. Hap snorted and pulled it out just to replace it with his index and middle finger. He pushed them in and out while still working on her with his tongue. Tiff was gasping and in a few moments she was close to coming. “Fuck- just like that.”
Hap hummed and continued. Tiff came with a loud moan, and Hap ate everything up until her high passed. She shuddered and moved off him, instead she laid down by his side, still panting. Hap licked his lips clean and now focused on Mitch. The man was still riding him while stroking his own dick and was clearly close. Good. Hap wasn't sure how long he'd last himself.
He moved his hands to grab his waist and helped him move. Mitch sighed and rode him faster. Hap grunted and tightened his grip on his waist. Without warning he held Mitch down as he came inside him with a moan. Mitch stroked himself faster and soon came all over his fist and Hap's stomach. He panted as he came and instead of getting off he collapsed on top of Hap, with him still inside him. Hap grunted in annoyance but was too tired to move him. He slung an arm over his eyes and could hear Tiff moving somewhere. Perhaps he was overreacting. That feeling of dread had slowly disappeared. Everything will be fine.
He was wrong. Again. They had reached Nublar without issues, had set up camp and everything without issues. But now as he stared at the five kids all gathered together on the jungle floor that feeling of dread overtook his whole body. Because he knew, he just knew that they would be the reason everything went to shit.