No

"I'm sorry, what?" you ask Hope as she rubs your arm and lays back on the couch, awaiting your answer, "I'm sorry, Hope. That is strictly confidential."

"Oh...I see how it is John...you dirty dog...you have fucked her already, haven't you?" she teases you as you lay on top of her on the couch and slide her skirt off, beginning to make out with her.

"Never mind her, baby," Hope tells you as she helps you pull off your clothes as you reach for her shirt and pull it over her head, "you may or you may not have. But you're damn sure about to fuck me."

"So you really are as big a slut as I've heard you are, aren't you Hope?" you tease her as you unhook her bra and and slide her panties off, parting her legs as you slide your dick into her tight little pussy.

"If loving the feeling of a man's dick inside me makes me a slut, than I guess I'm guilty...OH YEAH...fuck me right there..." she hisses as you drive your dick in and out of her, her strong legs wrapping around you and forcing you deeper and deeper into her.

As you dick slid in and out of Hope's tight cunt, you had to admit that you loved this current arrangement that had you working for, and fucking, the two hottest soccer players in the country.