Ann is common enough, but the other twin's name is not."What have you been doing?" Ann asked, rubbing her bulging breast against my arm and letting he... dress fall off her small shoulder so her pink nipple peeked out at me."Killing Redcoats," I said, enjoying the attention. "Fighting mostly." Rescuing any other damsels?" asked the first, slipping her hand inside my shirt and raking my chest hair and then crawling down my belly."There's dragons all about," I said, and she laughed, stretched up. ”Then she stiffened and her legs went straight up on either side of his head.“Oh God, Oh god OHHHHHHHHHHHH God, Jake, I’m cummmmmiiinnngg.” She wailed.Jake grabbed her ankles and pushed them back until they were over her head. Her ass was off the mattress as he rocked his full weight against her groin. She shivered, shook, and moaned for a good thirty seconds, then slumped back limply. Jake lowered her legs and held his weight above her on his elbows and knees. He kissed her eyes and her nose.. One minute we were talking about the minutiae of office life, toner supplies or stationary vendors, I can't even remember what, and the next she was asking me to... well..."Get on your knees and crawl under my desk," she said, glancing up from her paperwork, her dark eyes suddenly narrow and focused, mouth curled up in a sultry smile."Ms. Monroe?" I replied, sure that I'd misheard her."I said, get on your knees and crawl under my desk."She leaned her head to the side and rested her chin on her. Then, she insisted on a sort of ceremonial “taking it up the ass” interlude before any legally binding sexual intercourse transpired with breathless frenzy. Naturally, I didn’t object to any of that because I confess to a fetish for such things. However, I am firm in stating that my attraction was completely from a pussy-hunter’s point of view and I considered Rosalind’s pussy the goal of my attraction at all times.I saw the mean side of Rosalind the time that she convinced a pretty young thing.