The thought of disappointing Brett weighed heavy on her. "SEX PART"Brett poured us some wine and asked if she wanted her's flavored. For mine, he does... not ask, he just places his cock in the glass and swirls the glass around, coating his cock with wine. Before handing me my glass he allows me to lick and suck his cock clean. Agness said yes and Brett done the same for her. When he removed her wine glass he looked down at Agness and waited for her to decide which of us would clean his cock. My. Yes, I felt myself go deeper hitting and pushing to one side her cervix and hitting the roof of her vagina, I was in as far as I could go and she was squirming and rolling her hips, with a hand under herself rubbing her clitoris and occasionally rubbing my balls. "Is this what you wanted Tamara, you seem to be enjoying this?" Yes this is exactly what I wished for, but God you are a big man, biggest man I've ever had I feel as though I'm been fucked by a donkey." Well if you are a good girl you. ” “Same here.” I replied. “So far I like you.” He caught himself and chuckled. “Infact, we are having a proper date tomorrow. Better wear something nice.” He put his hands on my shoulders. “Oh I will.” I felt so at ease that I had forgotten that we were naked, until I looked down and noticed his cock. It was still erect. I took it in my hand and began to stroke it. We both looked at my hand. “Slower.” He urged. I slowed down and looked at how tiny my hand looked wrapped around his dick. I. The distance my hand has to travel from hip to her stomach is minuscule, but actually travelling changes everything between us. Her shirt is pushed up easily and I have a second to feel the muscles in her stomach, a body as hard as life seems to be as of late and a second to wonder if I have made a mistake before I feel her lips touching the skin on my neck.Not a word is needed, a deal proposed in touches and signed in shivers, goosebumps and the closing of what little distance we had still.