Roz Downing squirmed beneath him, her hips and paradise motion holding him transfixed. He was an
adequate partner, but under or on top of her skilled tutelage he was doing just what she desired while
thinking he was something great.
‘That’s the skill of a woman and a spy. I don’t think the two are better combined anyplace better than the bedroom,’ she mused as she watched him climax, her turn was just a few strokes away.
‘Oh no you don’t!’ Roz purred while she artfully rolled them over putting her on top. ‘I’m not the one and done type of woman and I can tell,’ she smiled, her hips rocking about his stem. ‘That you’ve got plenty more to give and I plan to take it all,’ she soothed, her lips tenderly meeting his.
The Force Plus agent knew exactly how to bring him along. A variety of kisses, assuming control of the motion and finding what worked on him. Her walls sealed tight, gripping and caressing him pulling him to full hardness with ease, then slowly surging her hips, building slowly, letting him recover just enough. She built him to another crushing climax, she convinced him of hers. A few teasing kisses ending the session for him.
‘I have a meeting in a while,’ he said, getting out of bed and moving to the shower to clean himself up. Roz allowed him to leave waiting for the water to start before the door opened and she slipped inside, her hands reaching for the soap.
‘Let me help,’ she cooed her lathered hands stroking his stem then moving her hands about while her lips caressing and nipping his neck, her soapy slippery form pressing into his back.
‘I’m just as wonderful standing up as lying down. In fact,’ she hummed, slipping around in front and lowering her mouth to his stem. ‘Let’s see who’s better at getting you into a lather,’ her hot breath instantly having an effect as his tool twitched.
His hands softly kneaded her hair, her tongue lapping and coiling about. The more his hands moved told her what worked. He was soon putty, his body struggling to stay upright. He pulsed and snapped inside her mouth. Roz could feel him surging, a first drop and she rose up capturing his cock and pushing it inside her while her body pushed him against the wall. That was all it took, he exploded, his body unable to escape as she pinned him to the wall, her hips pistoning back and forth pulling his essence from him.
Roz didn’t let him escape that easily, one more slow burn, Roz dominating him in a way he loved. She screwed him slowly, her hips grinding him delivering one last long amazing deep draining orgasm. She washed him and herself. She let him towel off as she did the same, powdered her body with a sweet and sexy smelling Jasmine and Sandalwood scent then slipped on her bra and panties then walked over to the bed grabbing his shirt along the way.
‘I don’t suppose I can convince you for one more tryst? You’re incredible,’ Sharon said in a seductive
voice. ‘No, not doing it, how about now’ she added, discarding the shirt in a seductive dance as her body
slithered into a new position with all the skill of the lethal constrictor she is.
‘You’re a man of iron will and iron other parts. I respect that, but not enough to let you go without a kiss
goodbye.'
He leaned down, the bath towel still wrapped about his hips. Her arms clamped onto his hips as she kissed him, softly, purposefully.
Roz parted from his lips while her hands expertly relieved him of the towel. She kissed the tip of his cock and looked up at him.
‘My calling card sugar. Let’s Trident know what Force agent killed you,’ she smiled as he wobbled and fell to the soft carpet beside her. Roz slipped off to join him, her head inverted about his as she explained while nipping his lips. ‘My goodbye kiss, my lipstick, it contains an equilibrium disrupter, hence you not able to stay on your feet. It also makes it impossible for you to coordinate your body, I’m hoping that doesn’t apply to every part of you as you’ll soon see.’
The siren rose up on her hands and knees and moved down his body, one hand reached to her panties and pulled them open. Roz guided his head between the fabric and her paradise until he was sealed against her. The Spy then lowered her inverted body against his and wiggled soft positioning her paradise against his lips and tongue.
‘You owe me several orgasms and this is how I aim to collect Trident agent. I hope you can deliver me glory before my smothering pussy delivers you to death. Who knows you may even be able to pleasure me so insanely I lose focus and you escape, there’s always a first time?’ she hissed softly then arched her back to drive the seal tight about his face.
Roz twisted her hips to encourage and to tighten. She was rewarded with a small probe of his tongue, the delicious insertion and stimulation of her clitoris by him. The Plus spy climaxed a few minutes later, her low groans filling the silent room as she shifted and rocked her hips to enjoy maximum pleasure.
‘You’re fantastic, keep going, try and escape, I beg you,’ she taunted even as her now dripping paradise created a tighter seal encasing his head in her sexual vacuum.
Roz kissed his stem to get his body to buck the recoil, driving his tongue deep into her at the small time intensifying his immersion into her trap.
She recovered, already building to a second while encouraging him. ‘Keep going baby, escape my pussy python, the slow squeezing of my muscles, sensual and sinuous embrace, unlock my grip and you may yet escape, the words a torment for him and an arousal for her.
‘Yesssssss!’ she yelled, as her hips thrust and drove about him.
She could feel him fading but also the heat of desire, she wanted one more. Her hips surged and flashed in a frenzied motion as she sealed further, the fire between her legs growing and feeding her insatiable desire. His body was jerking erratically, the death throes only serving to stimulate her further, his body arched one final time just as she came, the orgasm skyrocketing inside her. Roz arched way back a low hungry moan finding every corner of the bedroom followed by a long slow crack as the spy rotated her hips left then right.
She removed his head from inside her panties and rolled over and away from him.
She finished dressing, took the intel she was after, then paused to look at him.
‘Goodbye sugar, you were a delight right to the end.’
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