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Ryan’s thumb hit her clit, rubbed against it making her moan. Zips of desire and pleasure raced through her. Each slow stroke made her hips press against him. He slipped a second and third finger into her.

“Oh… yes,” she felt her body ramping up. The hard cock under her still clothed did things to her. The man kneeling in a submissive position did more things to her. “Fist me.”

Andrew and Ryan exchanged a glance before Ryan slipped his tongue over her clit and followed her directions. He felt her legs rest on his back as he followed her directions. The heels she wore pressed against his back.

“More,” she demanded gripping his hair.

She turned her face to Andrew. His breath came in short gasps. The closer she came to climaxing, the faster he breathed. “Are you watching?”

He nodded but said nothing.

“Do you want to know if I’d like you down there?”

He nodded again, “Yes. Yes.”

“I want you there,” she smiled as she sucked in a hard breath. “Oh, I’m coming. Ryan, I’m… oh, right there. Oh yes.” She leaned her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes. Losing herself in the moment, she felt both men. Her men. One submissive and one partially clothed.

Ryan sucked in her clit, slipped his tongue over her again as he pressed his fingers deep into her. Her body tightened and she fought to not scream for a moment but gave up.

“Yeeessssssss!!!!!!!”

Her ears rang and her heart raced. Her breathing turned ragged as her legs clenched around Ryan’s head.

“Are you pleased, mistress,” he kissed her thigh as he gazed up at her face.

“Yes, my pet,” she gasped out. “You definitely did good.”

“May I continue,” he asked.

“Yes,” she smiled. “Andrew, did you enjoy my first orgasm with Ryan and you?”

“You’re stunning,” he whispered in her ear. “I’m glad he got you off. I want to watch him do it again.”

“And you shall,” Annabel grinned. “I think we’ll move to the bed. Andrew?”

“Yes, mistress,” he bit his lip.

“Will you behave?”

“I’ll try?” He wanted to be part of the next orgasm. He didn’t want to watch but if she made him, he’d take it.

Slowly, she rose off his lap. She rubbed her bottom against him. He moaned. She smiled as she motioned for Ryan to go stand by the bed.

“Now you may stand,” she followed Ryan to the bed. Leaning her head on his arm, she watched Andrew rise. He straightened and his cock bulged, pressing against his jeans. “Do you want to undress him?”

“If you wish me to,” Ryan answered.

She watched Ryan’s reaction to seeing Andrew standing with a hard erection. “Do you want to watch me undress him?”

“I…” Ryan gulped.

“I expect honesty,” Annabel said. “Will you be honest or answer how you think I want you to answer.”

“I want to watch,” Ryan admitted. “He’s talked about you non-stop. He wants you. But he wants you to make him behave. He wants you to make him submit.”

“Does he,” Annabel tapped a finger to her lips. She walked over to Andrew who stood exactly where she told him to. “Is that what you want?”

He found her riveting. She stood in high heeled shoes with only a bustier. Long muscular legs, narrow waist, breasts which he wanted to touch and lick. “Yes,” Andrew confessed. “Since you said you’d punish me, I wanted to know how. I don’t want violence. This… was agonizing. I wanted to push Ryan away so I could plow into you.”

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