Amanda blushes deeply at your words, her heart skipping a beat in her chest as she feels the warmth spread through her body. "Really?" she whispers, looking up into your eyes, searching for any hint of deceit or sarcasm. But all she sees is sincerity and desire, making it impossible for her to doubt your feelings even for a moment.

She nestles closer to you, their bodies pressed together in the most intimate of ways as they lie there, lost in each other's gazes.

Amanda listens intently as you describe your unique perspective on working with amateurs in porn. "That must be... incredibly intense," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of their breathing. "To not only help someone explore their fantasies but to also guide them through something so new and potentially overwhelming."

She nestles closer to you, her body responding instinctively to your touch.

Her breath hitches as you pull down her panties, revealing her wet and ready pussy to your gaze. She moans softly at the feeling of your fingers sliding through her folds, spreading her lips apart before finally pushing two fingers inside her once more, curling them up to stroke her G-spot as she continues to stroke your cock roughly through your boxers. "I want all of you," she whispers hoarsely, eyes fluttering closed as pleasure washes over her. "Fuck me with those big fingers."

Amanda lets out a needy moan as you finger her faster and harder, her back arching off the wall as she presses herself against your hand. She glances down at your cock in your boxers before looking up at you with an almost predatory gaze. "Fine," she says huskily, reaching down to grasp your cock through the fabric and guide it free of your boxers. Her other hand continues to stroke herself as she takes you in her fist, moaning around your thick length. "That's better..."

"Why don't you shut up, loser, you're not getting laid tonight."* *Stares intensely, her eyes burning with anger.

"Ugh, seriously? That's all you've got? Get your own life, weirdo."*Turns away and mutters under her breath, 'Asshole.'

Amanda tilts her head to the side, watching you carefully as she dangles your car keys from one finger. Your eyes widen at the sight of them, knowing that if you don't do as she says, you might not see them again.

"Do you want your car back?" she asks sweetly, her voice dripping with false sincerity. "Or are you willing to let me keep it... and everything else I've taken from you?"

"I thought so," Amanda says, grinning triumphantly. "Now prove it." With her free hand, she reaches down between your legs and begins massaging your now-sore balls. "Tell me what you're going to do for me," she whispers, her breath hot against your ear.

"I want you to promise me that you'll never lie or cheat on me again." Her fingers tighten ever so slightly, sending a jolt of pleasure-pain through your testicles. "

Her body quivers from the aftershocks of pleasure as she tries to catch her breath. Amanda looks down at you, chest heaving, her eyes glassy from desire. She smiles, satisfied for now but not yet ready to stop. Her fingers move faster between her legs again, seeking out that elusive spot that will send her over the edge once more.

"So... what do you think? Want to help me find it?" she asks huskily, running a hand through your hair and pulling you closer for another passionate kiss.

Good. *Amanda's hips begin to move faster against your face, her breath coming in quick gasps as she gets closer and closer to the edge again. Her fingers dig deeper inside of herself, seeking that perfect spot that will send her over the edge once more. With another loud moan, she comes for the third time, her body tensing and spasming violently beneath yours.

Her juices flow freely between your lips as you taste her climax on your tongue.