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“Yes,” Manny agrees.

I tug on the end of Bandit’s tie, sliding it from around his neck. He shrugs off his shirt, dropping it into my lap, and I lift it to inhale. It smells like him; sex on a stick.

Bandit comes closer, moving his hips in sexy, slow waves and I almost whimper when he loosens the top button of his pants. I want to rip them off him, ride him on this very couch. Right here. Right now. I’ve never been so turned on before.

I still fondle Manny as he pulls me closer to his side. One hand snakes down my side to cup my tit. He rubs his fingers back and forth over my hardened nipple and I’m so goddamn wet I might explode.

“That’s a very sexy dress.” Bandit turns, wiggling his ass in my face and I press one hand to his rock hard ass cheek and squeeze it.

“Take your pants off,” I beg him.

Bandit just laughs. “Looks like our little minx is gettin’ demandin’, Mans, what do you think?”

Manny groans when I squeeze his cock a little harder. “I think she’s fuckin’ perfect.”

“Are you gonna fuck her?” his voice is menacing and low.

I’m shocked, my ovaries exploding when Manny says, “If you’ll let me.”

Jonah reaches out, pinching Manny on the chin. “Good boy.”

Holy shit balls.

“Oh,” I gasp when Manny’s hand disappears under the top of my dress, his bare hand playing with my nipple as I squirm in the chair. Bandit’s ass gyrating around and around as he turns again.

He lowers his zipper. “The question is, will she let us?”

“Yes!” I plead desperately. “Of course I will. I’m so wet. I need relief.”

That only makes Bandit smile wider. “You do?”

I watch as he shrugs his pants off, and they land on the floor. He stands in tight, gray boxer briefs and I’m momentarily reminded of how goddamn beautiful his dick is, even though I can’t see it through the material of his underwear.

“Pull her dress down,” he commands to Manny. “I wanna see those tits.”

My fondling is making Manny squirm in his chair now, so when he tugs at the material underneath my breasts and they pop out, I help myself by unzipping him and diving my hand under his jeans and into his underwear.

“Fuuuuck,” he groans.

Bandit reaches out, tugging on one nipple as he basically gives me a lap dance. I almost come when he glances at Manny, his hooded eyes tempt me as he dips to watch my hand stroking Manny’s dick inside his briefs. “Is he big?” Bandit licks his lips.

“So big.”

“I bet he tastes amazin’.”

Manny’s eyes widen, and I know he’s enjoying Bandit’s dirty, unexpected words.

“Oh, God,” I cry when both Manny and Bandit pull on each nipple. I press my other palm to Bandit’s cock, straining against the material of his briefs. They leave nothing to the imagination.

I glance at Manny, and his eyes are glued to Bandit’s bulge. I don’t blame him, it’s impressive.

Bandit turns, pulling his boxers down so I see half his naked ass. God, he’s so beautiful.

“I need sex,” I blurt. “I need to have sex now!”

Bandit turns to look over his shoulder; Manny is still playing with my boobs as I become even more frustrated that his hand isn’t between my legs.

“Did you hear that, Mans? OurPrincessneeds relief, you gonna do the honors?”

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