“Keep fucking me!” She cried “Keep fucking me!”Agnes moans were getting louder, soon becoming screams of uncontrollable pleasure. She started ...ucking her hips hard against both cocks as her body built up to another powerful orgasm.“Oh my god yeah! Keep fucking me.” She Pleaded “Shit! Keep fucking me. Oh my god I’m gonna cum!”Agnes screams became so loud Michael had to cup his hands over her mouth. Her muffled cries only excited both men even further. In tandem they fiercely pumped their hips,. That was easily provided, as this encounter had awoken a desire in her she had never before experienced. After James pulled out she turned to face him, and with three words guaranteed his further participation. “I want more,” came out of her in a hushed, but insistent tone. Her next action sealed the deal. Pushing him back slightly, she knelt down and came face to face with the source of her new found desire. She immediately understood both her difficulty and pleasure. Simply put, this was the. I licked her arse again, testing her resistance with the point of my tongue. With two fingers coated in her own fluids I applied pressure against her opening, shoving my tongue back into her cunt while I determinedly pushed passed the ring of muscle. As I began to move my fingers back and forth, she spread her arse wider and watched me eat her. “Harder,” she gasped, “fuck me harder.” That briefly experienced sadistic streak I’d discovered the other day raged within me and I plunged my fingers. "I think he doesn'thave enough experience with women. But I want him to speak for himself,let's see why he thought I was the assistant."She turned to face me again. "Bradley, be honest now, why did you thinkI was the assistant?" Because you're super hot." I didn't have to be coerced into thatanswer and I hoped the flattery would win me some favor particularlysince I had to be honest about it.It didn't. "Oh, so hot women can't be the best at their jobs... is thatright?" No," I spat out quickly,.