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"Mmmm...that feels nice,"

"Yeah!" Dick couldn't help but agree, feeling her lube-covered tits slide up and down his shaft. He wouldn't mind if she just kept on going like this, but she stopped, deeming his cock slippery enough to admit into her ass for some hard fucking.

"Nice ass." He commented as she spread her cheeks for him, lowering her hungry hole towards his member.

"Guide that monster of yours into me, Dick, please."

Her voice trembled with excitement and Dick wasn't about to disappoint her.

"With pleasure."

He moved his hips up a bit, placing his member's tip at her opening. Then sat back down, pulling her over him by the hips. She sat over him, making a good two thirds of his massive prick slide into her at once.

"Ooh, yeah. That's a nice tight ass." He complimented, raising his hips to force the rest of his member into her tight hole. His hands came around and grabbed her tits, smearing the lubricant evenly around them in hard caressing moves. "Well, better start bouncing, my dear." He playfully encouraged, giving her nipples a firm twist. "Ride, cowgirl!"
 
Leann

"Uhhhh" I yelped out as I felt his cock penetrating my tight and tiny passage. He lent me no time to adjust though, and finished his penetration with a swift upward shove of his hips. I loved every bit of it, and I had never felt so full in my life as what I did when Dick's tight balls smacked against the sensitive flesh of my pussy lips, signaling the completion of his impalement of my ass.

"Well, better start bouncing, my dear." He playfully encouraged, giving my nipples a firm twist. "Ride, cowgirl!"

"Oh fuck yes!" I growled out as I began to lift myself up, moaning loudly as I felt my ass slide up the throbbing shaft of his prick until I had nearly reached it's head, then using the whole of my body weight to drop back down on him.

"That's it, baby, pinch my nipples hard!" I yelled out as I began to ride him faster. I began to furiously rub at my swollen clitty as grinded my hips around on Dick's crotch, reveling in the feeling of his prick stirring inside of my ass.
 
Dick grinned hearing her cry out for him to pinch her nipples, as she impaled herself hard onto his dick over and over again. She felt tight and the rubbing around his shaft was incredibly intensive, driving him to groan as it slid into her.

"Yes, ma'am." He grinned, twisting, pinching and turning her sensitive nipples hard as he fucked her. No, as she fucked herself over him. He took this pleasant riding for a while, but eventually wanted a change. Being a power-loving man, he always wanted to be in the driver's seat.

Standing up, he pushed her ahead, until she ended up on the floor on all fours with her ass sticking up for him and his thick cock still firmly within it. He slapped her buttcheek hard, sending the rinding noise fly around her apartment, bouncing off the walls. Her flesh quivered sexily, making him grin.

"Ready to get your ass fucked, Leann?" He grinned. Not waiting for an answer he thrust in hard, then again and again and again, settling into the fasy rhythm, announced by the frequent and regular slaps of his balls into her pussy and their mutual moans and groans.

"Oh yeah," Dick groaned louder feeling his orgasm approaching, but not stopping or slowing down. He kept pumping at her, until his orgasm exploded, filling her stomach with his hot white cum.

"Ahhh, yes!" Dick pulled out his spent cock, milking the last few drops of cum to fall onto her upthrust ass. "That was great, honey." He brought her head up and kissed her lips.

"I think I'd better go now," he said, frowning to show he'd much rather stay and take her for a few more hot rides. "But tomorrow morning, you, missie, will report to my office." He grinned, shaking his finger at her playfully.

"Bye, Leann, you sweet ass." He kissed her again at the door. Then walked to his car. Thankfully the road was clear and he arrived to the meeting only some fifteen minutes late.
 
Alicia

I unbutton his pants while driving with one hand and smile down at his hardness.

"Are you afraid I am going to make you lose control"

I grab his hand and place it between my legs, forcing his fingers against my pussy.

"My house is just around the next corner and dinner should be served soon"
I pull up to my gate and hit the button under the dash allowing the gates to slide open. The house sits on about an acre and a half of premium hill land. It's a spanish style house with a sweeping front entrance and huge double doors. I pull the car up front in the circular drive, turn off the car and face him.

"Care for a quick shower before dinner?"
 
7:30, he was late. The skinny form of a brilliant blue eyed blonde was hard to ignore inside of the fine dining restaurant, but it wasn't hard for her to ignore everyone else. Robin stared at the door for a few seconds and then back to the glass of wine, wishing she had ordered champagne instead. Sighing, a hand raised to touch against her exposed collarbone, as the tight black dress she wore was open neck and low to her significant cleavage. It was even better once she had decided on the lacy iridescent push-up. A smirk curved her lips as she thought about how sexy she looked with the dress on, and how sexy she looked with it off. Make no mistake, though, she was getting tired of waiting for this man, and she had told Jeff to go home as soon as he had showed. She didn't like that man. He wanted to make deals, and Robin wanted action, and not just in that way. She wanted what was deserved, and she felt that sex with her was like sex with Aphrodite. Dick had better pay.

Her bronze skin had a nice shimmery glow due to the candelight on the table, which also alighted the darling features of her face, and Robin's scent was of an airy floral aura with a hint of spice, a Chanel fragrance. Lips pursedin a glossy hue of charmeuse and eyes lined lightly in smokey black and shimmery gray. Everything about her was sophisticated, organized, and gorgeous, so the secret within always made Robin smile. She knew that no one else could tell what she did for a living, and she liked having her mystery.

Peering up from her table as she heard the door open, even through the bustle and idle chatter around her, soft music of elevator proportions playing in the restaurant, there was Dick, and she was ready for him. Already, her face grew stony and complacent, the thoughts of negotiating boring her to death. She just wanted what she deserved....

Standing as he got to the table, she leaned in for a kiss on the cheek, while her soft hands touched his arms in a light hug. Taking her seat, she looked at him in the eyes as she lowered, saying, "So, this deal is absolutely not what I was going for."

She tilted her head, lifting the glass to her lips and sipping as she continued to focus her Bahaman ocean blues on his.
 
Bobby the chef

The lady of the house had phoned, and informed me that she would be returning shortly, and bringing a guest for dinner as well. She recited the desired menu to me and I let her know that everything would be prepared to her liking upon her arrival.

The wine she'd requested let me know that it was somewhat of a special occasion. She did not tend to enjoy Il Pogione with just anyone. I went to work, getting everything ready. Making sure the filets were seared just right, with the prefect amount of redness left inside, the potatos smooth as silk, and the vegetables steamed just enough, leaving them crisp.

I knew she would be arriving any minute. I waited in the kitchen, listening for the sounds of her entering.
 
Dick walked in, finding the well-known face of Starr and made his way to her table. She was impressive, he had to admit, though looking more like an overly sexual business lady than a porn star, her infectious aura of lust was impossible to deny.

They greeted, his lips touching her cheek briefly, before getting seated and looking into her eyes as he called for the waiter to bring them a bottle of sparkling wine.

"So, this deal is absolutely not what I was going for."

His eyes smiled.

"No? Is that why you are here?" He paused for a moment, looking at her. "What don't you like, my dear?"

He listened to what seemed to him like the usual reasons, something Jeff could've told him on the phone. When she paused, he leaned closer.

"Let me share something with you, Robin. I hate negotiations and contracts. Let lawyers and bookkeepers frolic in papers, ours is a different job. That's why my contracts are such as they are. You don't get awfully high fixed payments, though there's more than enough to support a lifestyle, even like yours. You don't get special fees and things for doing something. There's only one major thing you get - a very good cut off the sales. In exchange for that you do everything I say whenever I say it and however I say it."

He paused to sip the wine. "Delicious, isn't it?" Then put the glass back down.

"So the whole negotiation comes down to two questions. Do I think you are good actor material for me to build good selling movies out of - the answer is yes to that. And for you, do you trust my directing and producing to make profitable movies out of the material you provide? If the answer is yes, then go ahead and agree, honey. You will get more rich on royalties than ever did on any of those fixed contracts. If you think the movies will fail, then, of course, there's no reason for you to sign, but in that case I wouldn't want you either."

He took another draught at his glass. "There it is, Robin. Rather simple, no?"
 
As he talked, she couldn't help but notice just how cocky he was, how incredibly confident he was in this seemingly 'easy' plan of his. A cut off of the sales, which were all going to be because of the films that she starred in, and it was just something that made her smirk. He had this air, so into the production, so into the film, which was incredibly misgiving. There was more to him than that, and she could tell, just by the way he sat, by the way he dressed, and by the way he talked. He wasn't just about the porn.

When he leaned, she arched a brow and maintained her princess like distance, cold in comparison to what he was trying to offer, still listening to the certain words he would place to amke her feel like he was in control. When she knew, she was in control, and as she studied his face when he pulled away, she didn't feel like being reigned in, like she was a stray wild horse and ready to be built for labor. She was used to getting what she wanted, but as it goes, she hated deals, contracts, the talk and bull shit, and the point of time was here to decide--make money with Dick or make money somewhere else.

She tapped her fingernails against the tabletop, stared at him, feeling like there was going to be trouble between the two of them, as they were both power hungry and complete control freaks.

Robin sighed and fluttered her lashes, "Alright, let's do this, but if you say it's going to be your way, and I have to trust you, then I suppose you need to instill that trustworthy feeling in me."

Thoughts brew in her mind, the things that she needed to see, feel, and hear from him weren't polite covnersation that could be kept at this restaurant, but right after she spoke the statement, she had lifted her foot to rub against his leg, and the smooth silky skin of her calf touched and moved against the skin of his own as his pants lifted. Placing the wineglass against her lips, she pulled it away just before she drank a sip, and curved her lips into a smirk, "And the wine is very lovely, but nothing I haven't tasted before."
 
Josh

"More afraid of me not being able to control the car" smiling over at you. Your hand on my stiff cock. my hand opn your moist pussy.

As we pulled in I was amazed at your beautiful mansion. "You're place is Really wonderful"

"A shower would be very nice, will you be joining me."

We walked inside, your chef welcoming us. I saw the twinkle in your eye, telling me, you probably have fucked him numerous times, wondering if he will be joining us tonight. He looked like he had a really hot body underneath the clothes. My cock still hard inside my pants, hoping he did not notice.
 
I walked in with Josh behind me, the foyer was all marble and a sweeping staircase leading to the upstairs.

"Hello Bobby, this is Josh he and I will be working together in the near future. I think we will head up for a quick shower and then take dinner out on the back porch. Set three places, I would love for you to have dinner with us"

I grab Josh's hand, leading him up the stairs to my bedroom which takes up the entire left half of the second floor. We enter the double doors of my room and the entire right wall is glass with a fabulous view of the lights of the valley. Below you can see the pool, jacuzzi, and lawn which ends in a steep hill. In the center of the room is a round bed adorned with a miriad of silk pillows and sheets in an off white. The entire room is decorated in light colors and tans. Off farther to the left is another set of doors leading to the immense bathroom . Upon entering the bathroom there is a huge marble tub and behind it, against the glass is a double shower with swiss shower heads all over the place and enough room for at least 4 people. You recognize this room from one of my movies it was used for a 9 person orgy scene.

I strip my clothing, headed for the shower, making the water the perfect temperature.

"Last one in is a rotten egg!"

I hop into the shower, letting the water rush over me and I hear the in-shower intercom buzz. It's Bobby, letting us know everything is ready. I press the button, "Bobby, you are welcome to come on up and shower with us, I know nobody wants to have a wonderful dinner while all sweaty from cooking."
 
Bobby

I was a little surprised when she invited me to join the two of them at dinner, but not nearly as surprised as I was with her invite to shower with them.

I knew then that they must've discussed my inclusion earlier and that her man-friend, very nice looking man-friend I must add, was into that. I feared that the food wouldn't be as good if we spent too much time 'showering'. I knew I'd be wanting to do more than shower.

Despite my worries about the filets, I decided to take her up on her offer and I started up the huge stairway to her quarters. I almost brought up the bottle of wine, but decided to save it for dinner..if we made it to dinner, that is.

I entered her bedroom and saw the two of them already in the roomy shower. As I undressed, I studied the male's figure as he washed her, reaching and bending, stretching his arms...he looked good. His cock was already hard, and as I pulled my boxers off my own hardon popped out, pointing the way to the shower.

"Are you sure I should join you two?" I felt like I had to ask, and remind her of dinner.
"I hate for the food to get cold.."
 
I look up and see Bobby enter and strip, his body has always turned me on, it's a wonder he chose to be a chef and not a porn star, he could make quite a bit of money.

"Don't worry about dinner, right now I think we have a different kind of hunger"

I slide myself closer to Josh, allowing Bobby to come into the shower behind me.
 
Dick watched with seeming indifference awaiting her decision. The way he had spinned it, he shouldn't really be concerned if she accepts or declines, because if she were to decline that'd mean he wouldn't be able to make a good movie with her anyway. But this was Robin Starr, for crying out loud! He knew he could make great movies with that vixen, if he could only harness her. He also knew his offer was way more lucrative in the end than anything she ever had before and that it'd be smarter to just offer her what she wanted with fixed payments, photoshoot fees and the like. But that was a principle thing. He was a control freak, even though he would never admit it. He wanted his girls to be 'his girls' not just hired labor.

But damn keeping a bulletproof mask of indifference was hard!

"Alright, let's do this, but if you say it's going to be your way, and I have to trust you, then I suppose you need to instill that trustworthy feeling in me."

He allowed himself a smile, figuring she would atribute it to her leg's sexy manipulations.

"Great. We'll get the paperwork ironed out with Jeffrey, then. In the meantime, I'm achine to do some 'instilling of trustworthiness' and other activities with you." He grinned, standing up and offering her a hand, dropping a bill onto the table.
 
She stood and then lifted the bill up with her other hand, giving it back to him with a smirking look of haughty amusement. "I got it earlier, hon...you know, when you were late."

Robin walked with him, already letting go of the previous acquirement of ILD on her status, as she had made the deal, and was going to be getting paid. What else was there to ask for? Well, there was the...reason for the money, the movies and the film. She wondered as they walked to the valet, and then getting into his car as the door was held, she sat with her legs crossed and still remained completely shielded as far as her lust and sexual being.

She had imagined him to be somewhat overzealous but he was being calm and seemingly indifferent, but she could tell, as with all men, he was really dying to see what she had in her, what moves she would make, and whatever else she could do to turn him on, way on--beyond the normal conversation, and the obligatory touches and feels, the paths that everyone took. He was expecting something fascinating and scintillating, but she was going to give him...phenomenal.


The road to his house was not very long, and at the very end of it, throughout the whole time, she had kept her icy appeal, as if in a shell on her side of the sports car. She rode beside him, with modesty in mind, until they were inside, and Robin had taken in the surroundings.

Running her fingers through her bonde hair, she looked over him as he shut the door behind them, walked forward, and it was in that moment that she stopped him, locked her lips with his and wraped her hands around his neck, sucking his tongue into her mouth like an expert. In a few moments, he was against the wall of his foyer, and her leg had raised quite far uo to his waist, her dress riding up to reveal all of her leg up to the start of the end, her rear end that is. Tilting her head with his, her lips moved in soft nibbles, teases, and pulled away after a long luxurious lplock, leaving her somewhat breathless before plunging in again...

Everything about her raced to life, as it normally did when this feline inside of her was awakened, the train that could not be stopped by any means of breaks or storms, flashing red lights or warnings, she was so ready to prove that he could not handle a woman such as Robin, who was now pulling him on her, turning so that she was agains the wall. Her chest heaved from the passion, and her mind raced when she felt him press back.

"You're good, but you're not that good." She gasped out, with a little smile, loving to tease and push him even further to the brink of wanting her just to prove her wrong. Oh, she knew what she was doing.
 
Throughout the ride, she seemed cold and disinterested. He even had doubts about her reputation then. The invisible aura of her sexuality was, of course, an attractive thing, but he couldn't put it on tape, and if she kept acting like a lesbian bitch, he wouldn't be able to arouse more than a handful of people with her clips. And aroused men in their business ment money.

As soon as the door closed behind him, she changed as if a switch was flipped in her head. The aggressive kiss she came at him with felt great, and, he was sure, would've looked great, too. His hand dropped to feel along her naked thigh, rubbing from her knee up to her sexy ass and back as his other hand went under the heap of her lucious golden hair to caress the base of her skull and the end of her neck.

Pressing her against the wall like she lead him to, wasn't as exciting with her as it would've been with a meek submissive girl, but it still looked good, especially when the woman was a decent actress. She, of course, was.

"You're good, but you're not that good."

He heard her tease. He smirked in response, teasing her back.

"Really? So far we have established you are not too bad a kisser. Is that your only talent?"

Her eyes were very telling of her inner state and having said that Dick prepared for the storm of extremely hot assaults that were sure to follow.
 
Smirking , a little chuckled bubbled up as she leaned into him, kissing him gently and then biting on his lower lip as pulled him by his hips hard to her lower section.

She spoke against his mouth hotly, "Well, I don't know, Dick, is being a hot porn film producer the talent you've got?"

The coy question was put with a thrilling tone, her voice vibrating as she spoke in lovely hoarse tone that spelled danger and intrigue, one that no one could deny, not even a master of intercourse could rtake without needing to gratify himself later.

A hand trailed down his leg and then back up the middle, running over his inner thigh and right over his engorged cock. She groaned after another timultuous kiss, "You're ready, huh?"

Her nails scratched up his sides as she lured him into another sequence of enthralling and devastatingly heated kisses, every bit of her tongue dancing with his own. Her lips sucked on the member like it was his erect member, juicy and succulent, tasting all of him and then licking her lips as she raised her daring eyes to his. With that, she grabbed him by the shirt, leading him with pecks of kisses on her lips and soft laughter as she teased him some more. Running her hand down to his member again, she said, "So, if I'm under YOUR contract, and my body is YOURS...what about THIS...Is it mine, Dick? Can I do with it what I please?"

She rubbed it softly with her hand, moving the fabirc between her fingers and the dick, cupping his balls gently and playing with his package as if it were like cookie dough, rolling it around and fingering it tenderly. as they neared his kitchen table, she pushed him down into it and smirked as she raised her leg to place her foot on the space of the chair that was empty. Her dress had of course lifted along the slit, and when she spread her legs wider, a peek of the lacy fabric appeared. Her eyes lit up like fire when she saw him looking, closing her legs and turning around, she pulled the dress up over her round apple bottom to reveal the lace of the thong. The panties rode up in between two firm pieces of creamy tan flesh as she stood with long legs of equally tight skin over flexed muscles.

Then, Robin set this gorgeous bottom down in between his parted legs, bringing her hands to massage his inner thighs in circular rhythms. She slowly started to gyrate her hips and move her ass up and down on his crotch, feeling bulge lift with her pushes. She knew how to give a lapdance, but she was still waiting, waiting for him to prove he was a big strong man who was in control of it all. It seemed the opposite right about then.
 
Josh

"Your house is the kind you see in magazines, very large, beuatifully decorated and every amenity one could want."

I was thrilled you wanted to shower before dinner, I wasn't sure I wanted to wait to fuck you until after dinner. My cock was hard before we finished undressing.

The shower was huge, it felt wonderful having all the shower heads spraying water on our bodies. I took the soapy sponge and began washing you. Your body so silky and soft. Paying special attention to your neck and breasts. I was intoxicated by your beauty and almost didn't hear you invite your chef, Bobby to join us.

As I knelt down to wash your legs I felt you move closer and saw Bobby entering the shower. I was interested to see what this threesome would bring. Obviously since I was a porn star I have had sex with other guys before, but it had always been "for the movie". Never for my own enjoyment. I wondered what it would feel like this time.

I looked up hearing you ask me to help wash Bobby too. Both your faces filled with lust. I took the sponge and washed Bobby's hard cock which by now was right in front of my face. Bobby had a huge thick cock, the kind you usually see in porn movies. I wondered what it would feel like sucking it. Watching your hands roam over Bobby's body, his hands doing the same to you. Dropping the sponge, I used one hand to stroke Bobby, the other to play with your pussy. Both your bodies looked so sexy I knew I was going to enjoy this evening tremendously.

Leaning in I began licking your pussy, opening the lips with my tongue. Making your clit hard with my finger and my tongue delve inside your moistness.
 
My hands freely roamed over Bobby's body, we had enjoyed each other's company before.

I leaned back, allowing Josh to lick my pussy and pulled Bobby in for a kiss.

One hand wen't for Josh's hair, running my hands through it, the other went for Bobby's cock, running my hand along the length of it.

"Oh fuck yeah ...."
 
Josh

"Alicia babe you taste so good" I said looking in your eyes, seeing you grab Bobby's cock.

I moved back, licking your pussy more, My fingers playing with your clit. I could taste your juices, you were more than ready for a good fuck.
 
I kiss and stroke Bobby harder, my hand working back and forth on him. My eyes wander down to Josh, smiling at him and pulling him up to kiss me. My tongue snakes into his mouth and I pull Bobby in with us our three bodies rubbing and sliding against each other in the wet shower.

My hand reaches down for Josh's cock and I have each one in a hand. I giggle like a schoolgirl as I work both of them at the same time.
 
Josh

All three bodies rubbing, touching. I felt your hand on my cock as you pulled me into a kiss. Bobby's tongue going from your ear to mine and back before moving in for a three-way kiss.

I bent down kissing and sucking your nipple, feeling someone's hand on my shoulders and back. Moving back up for another kiss, my tongue pushing in your mouth. Bobby moving me to face him, he kisses me while you kiss my cheek.

"Alicia, I hope you can handle two cocks." My hand squeezing your breasts.
 
I giggle at the comment as my hands continue to work both cocks

"You have seen my movies right?"
 
Josh

Sliding my finger into your pussy "Oh yea, I've seen everyone of them, many times over."

My finger teasing your clit, fucking your pussy. My mouth back on your breasts sucking biting. Your hand turning me on, sliding back and forth over my cock.
 
Dick grinned at her comments, letting her play the suductress for a while as she kissed and rubbed against him. Her mouth was one skilled opening, doing things with his tongue that excited him more than he expected a kiss to.

"So, if I'm under YOUR contract, and my body is YOURS...what about THIS...Is it mine, Dick? Can I do with it what I please?"

He nodded, grinning slightly. "Yes. As long as it is also what *I* please."

He sat down onto the kitchen table, playing along to the sexy blond vixen. His eyes were inadvertedly drawn to the thin piece of soft cloth stretched over her mound as she raised her leg.

"Ooh." He couldn't help but softly release through his smirking lips as she took her dress off, her back to him, the tiny panties disappearing between her firm ample asscheeks. When she backed into him, Dick couldn't help but give that tan ass a firm pinch, before she started rubbing it on his overexcited member.

His hands rounded her and found her massive firm melons. At first he caressed them softly, running his palms around the big silky orbs, but then, suddenly, he caught both nipples between his fingers and twisted hard, listening for a startled gasp he was sure it would extract. He didn't attack the nipples anymore, instead focusing on firmly kneading her breasts, as if determined to shape them to his liking, though they already were quite perfect.

Taking a handful of her luxurious blond hair, Dick turned her head, pulling it for a brief kiss. "Take the rest of your clothes off, my dear. Didn't they teach you in porn school that it's impolite to fuck with your panties on?"
 
As his strong hands groped, she gritted her teeth and fought back the gasp that almost evaporated from her lips, but she knew his game all too well. Rough was good, but rougher was the intent she had.

With his hand in her hair, and her face pulled to his, she relinquished a kiss, briefly losing control to the passion that came with being overtaken, but it was a brief moment in the nonexistent history of Robin being overpowered. Let loose after his question, a breath also went with the lax of strength over the dainty girl, and she stood, taking his tie into her hands and pulling him up to his feet with a tug. Once again, her alluring eyes taunted him with a kiss that she held back from him, even as he leaned forward to achieve it's gratifying pleasure. But, she wouldn't give it, and somehow her feet led them to the hall, smirking at him the whole way, in which she continued to play keep away with her kisses.....

In the bedroom, her dress attached at the back of her neck, and with one pull, it fell to the floor, revealing all of herself in the gorgeous lingerie, pushing and hugging all of the right curves. Her cleavage was to die for, and her stomach formed into a ripple of rock hard flat abs, toned and sculpted in a tan godliness that was unsurpassed by any other.

She laughed at him looking at her with carnivorous need, and spoke in a wry tone, "You've let the girl get inside your head and you gotta have it."

It was like rock music, extreme bass and breakdowns, when she clashed with him again in a fiery torment of ravishing french kisses and an unrelenting lust for the deepest salvation of a desire she had to surrender to. The question still remained as to if she would surrender to him, let him really make her his own, and as her scantily clad breasts touched against his clothed chest, her nipples poked out of their lacy shell. Feeling his shirt against her warmth, she couldn't help but to take it in her claws and tear it off from opposite ends. She twirled it around her head after pulling it off, swaying her hips as she backed away from him, a diabolical scheme in her facial expressions and twinkle in her blue eyes.

She wanted to feel his hot skin, and see if his skin glistened the way hers had started to during the lapdance, when she had been wanting to bounce on him like riding a horse gallopping across a field. The way he touched her, played with her, toyed with her like she toyed with him, it was all erotic and very tingling to her spine and pussy. She never liked to rush, and being the little devil angel that she was, Robin would never just succumb, would never just ask for it, but she would get him to the right point..and either leave him in his horny despair or give in to the carnal desire.

Playing with the straps of her bra, she played like she was going to take it off. Her juicy milky breasts bounced and jiggled as she lifted and dropped, finally letting the straps snap back against her shoulders, shifting her hips and placing a hand on her right side.

"Well, I'm sure you porn school taught you worse, since you're still half dressed. Can you even work IT right?" A wicked smirk played on her lips as she tossed what was left of his shirt to him, rolling her hips to the other side and waiting...
 
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