" You know my reputation," Agent Romanoff responded flatly, cutting the girl off:"Actions speak louder than any words could." Right, because..." "Cart...r, say my name..." Natasha instructed, cutting the blonde off once again."Natasha Romanoff," Sharon said, surprised by the sudden lack of levity in the redhead's tone; replaced by clipped steeliness. "No, that's just another cover. Say the one that matters."Sharon blinked, for the first time intimidated by her fellow agent as she was reminded of. " How about your sister, ever get any of her in there? I love her tits, she can make me cum just thinking about those huge ta-ta's." Jack asked.I blushed hearing my name and thinking of the boys jerking off watching me, even if I thought it was a bit perverted they were spying in the bathroom. Looking down, they both were hard; their cocks were at most 4-5 inches long, but stiff and straight. My mind wandered thinking of sucking them off, tasting their boy comes in my mouth, and I got a bit. Feeling naughty but getting incredibly turned on, I eased her sheet down a little to reveal her perfect breasts. In the soft light of the room I saw the fullness of what could easily have been 44 DD boobs and I of course sprang a massive erection. Before I could stop myself, I reached out and cupped her right breast in my hand. I gave each a good squeeze and noticed her perfect nipples responded by becoming pebble hard. I leaned in and took her left nipple in my mouth and sucked it gently. I want to watch how a barbarian like you fucks a man."I pressed my cock to the puckered hole and started to push. His arse was tight and felt perfect around my throbbing cock. I slowly entered him until my large rod was fully in him. Initially he struggled and I had to slap his arse to settle him. I began to fuck him hard. I heard cries and moans but I cared not about the slave but only about the pleasure in my cock and balls (I was to remember this lack of compassion when I eventually.