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.Secret Agent, Sarah Banks | niceguy2002tim | 18

 

Sarah sat in her chair for a few more seconds, staring into the eyes of the large black man. She was hoping he would see the burning desire in her sparkling green eyes. Sarah slid her chair back and stood up, Brucks didn’t even flinch. He watched her as she slowly began to rotate her head in a seductive way. She brought her hands up and brushed them through her flowing, long red hair. She parted her lips and licked along the edges of her mouth as she taunted the man. The young girl slipped her hands down her neck and down the front of her breasts, stroking her nipples through the dress shirt.

Brucks grinned from ear to ear, as he watched Sarah’s hands begin to unbutton her white shirt. At first she only removed the first 3 buttons and parted the shirt. She took her hands across the top of her large exposed breasts. Almost immediately Sarah knew she had Brucks right where she wanted him. Sarah walked around the table, swaying her hips from side to side to get a sultry effect. Brucks was about to stand, but Sarah placed her hand on his shoulder and pushed him back into his seat.

“I promise, you’re in charge Mr. Brucks,” she told him.

He smiled in return and said, “damn right I am in charge.”

About 15 miles off the Island coast, Agent Turner watched every move Sarah made from the undercover CIA boat. She had placed the 'camera purse' on the table in a spot where it could capture most of the room. Sarah took off her high-heeled shoe and raised her barefoot into Brucks’ lap. He moaned as she brushed his cock through his pants. Theo moved his hands up Sarah’s leg and under her skirt. Just when he was about to touch her sweet, little ass she lowered her foot and stepped back. She smiled at him and spoke in a low voice, “all in time, all in time.”

At first Sarah was afraid Brucks would just force himself on her, but he held back and stayed seated. She decided to push things into the next level of teasing. Sarah walked around the chair, until she was directly behind him. He didn’t look completely back, but turned his head enough to see Sarah’s left hand on his shoulder, her other hand was on his right shoulder. She slowly moved her hands down his chest, until they were in his lap. She massaged the large lump at the front of his trousers. If his cock was the same as the rest of him, it would be almost more than she could handle. As she continued to rub him, she licked at his earlobe, then began to kiss his neck. Her breath on his skin caused the little hairs on the back of his neck to stand up.

Sarah felt it was the time to take what she wanted. “I believe there is the little matter of… employment, that needs to be taken care of first,” she whispered in his ear.

“Awww, yes. You’re right. What was I thinking?” he asked as his hands fumbled for the folder on the table.

Sarah watched over his shoulder as he opened it and pulled out a piece of paper. On it he quickly filled out whether or not she was hired, and the other details. When it was done she whispered how good it was of him to give her a job, and that she couldn’t wait to thank him.

 

How does she thank Brucks?


          Sarah fucks Brucks for his troubles.

 
 
 

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