Of course she does.

Ava couldn't get the thought of getting taken by Andre again out of her mind. Maybe just this one last time and then she could get back to the whole "balance" thing. She bit her bottom lip and stuck her ass out, the bare skin not covered by the bikini bottom touching the front of Andre's pants. She could tell he was already hard as she purposefully rubbed her ass against his crotch.

"Of course Andre," whispered back Ava, her blue eyes now meeting his in the mirror's reflection, "whatever you need." She watched as his hands slowly made their way down to her waist. She felt his soft hands pull down her bikini bottom. Ava looked at her almost naked body. The mirror went down so low that she could see her shaved pale pussy. The sound of Andre's belt hitting the floor got her even wetter, knowing that he'd be in her soon. Ava bent over and rested her chest and arms on the bathroom counter. She grabbed with each hand both of the sink's faucets while simultaneously sticking her ass out as far as she could.

Ava looked into the mirror as she felt Andre's hands wrap around her hips. She watched as Andre guided his cock into her, causing her to gasp. She forgot how big he was...and how sore she was from the previous night. But she was wet enough that he was able to slide in. Her body didn't waste anytime taking over. With each thrust a soft cry escaped her as Andre got deeper and deeper inside her. Ava was entranced by the sound of his body slapping against her plump ass. Looking into the mirror made her only want to get fucked harder as she could see Andre going to town. His hands firmly holding her into place as she ravaged her cunt.

Andre didn't last as long as she hoped he would. After a few minutes he cursed out loud as he filled her pussy with his cum. Ava starred at him, his thrusts slowing to down to a complete stop as he tried to catch his breath. He pulled his wet manhood out of her and wiped it off with the closest towel. Ava stayed bent over the counter, soaking in as much of the pleasure as she could while silently begging him to keep going.

"Holy fuck Ava, exclaimed Andre, still trying to recover his breathing. "I've never had a pussy quite like yours." He leaned in and with his fingers on her chin, turned her head to his. His lips met hers as she instinctively forced her tongue into his mouth. After a few moments he broke the embrace and smiled. "I might have to steal you from the GDF," stated Andre as he leaned away from her.

Ava was just starting to lift herself from the marble countertop when she felt one of her ass cheeks on fire, quickly followed by a loud SLAP! "Now let's get ready for round two!" announced Andre leaving the room after slapping Ava's butt. She guessed the pre-speech ritual was a success.