I’d been in plenty of limos, but I’d never been in a Ferrari red one.

Holy shit.

Not only was the outside Ferrari red, the interior was all leather and in the same color as the car.

Combine this with black trim, and you’ve got one fucking awesome limo. I couldn’t help grinning from ear to ear.

Franco helps me into the vehicle.

The others are behind me, and I know they’ve got their eyes glued to my ass.

I take a seat in the middle of the rear facing back seat.

Carefully, I glide my left leg over my right to make sure my skirt rides up just a little. My hair is falling over the back of my shoulder. The brothers pile in after and sit across from me.

As soon as the last of them is inside, Antonio turns to me.

“Now, then,” he says in his deep baritone voice. “How about something to make you a little more comfortable?”

I love the way his smile goes all the way to his eyes.

“What do you have in mind?” I ask and lick my lips.

I’m not stupid. I can see the bulge in their pants.

Fucking a bloke on assignment is not new to me. I’d even fucked multiple blokes, but these three are something else all together. It feels like a total cliché observation, but they’re the proverbial tall, dark, and breath takingly handsome men you usually only dream about. Total sex gods.

Each one gives off so much testosterone, I can feel the electric charge bounce around the interior of our luxury vehicle.

There’s so much of it I reckon it could power the entire city for a week.

Deliberately, I take my right leg and put it back down, spreading my legs a little.

“I say we offer her something special,” says Marco with a grin.

The others nod.

“Something she’s never tasted before,” adds Franco.

“And won’t be able to get enough of,” finishes Antonio.

I tilt my head a little to the right and furrow my brow.

These guys are horny.

“Something special. Let me see. How about something a little salty, bitter, sweet, yet soft and hard?”

Three pairs of eyes are glued to my every word.

If this goes well, they’ll shortly be eating from the palm of my hand.

“Why don’t you come here and let me taste what you’re going to offer me?”

Quicker than lightning, the brothers open their pants and kneel in front of me.

Three massive cocks are bouncing up and down, willing me to take them one by one.

Wow.

Sure, I’d seen my share of cocks during assignments, but these are spectacular.

My insides burn. The tiny flame flickering in me is turning into a raging bushfire.

I lick my lips and lean forward.

One after the other, I blow a gentle kiss on them.

They quivered and vied for my attention.

I smile. So much power. Who would’ve thought I would have so much control over these powerful men?

Most people quake in their boots when they hear the name Monatello. Some people don’t like to say their name out loud, in fear of lightning striking or some other superstitious shit.

Not me, I like to call things by their names. The true name for these brothers is criminal. They’re hardened crooks as far as I’m concerned. But I guess that doesn’t mean I can’t have a little fun for myself on the way.

All in the name of my assignment, I kiss the first cock ever so lightly and watch it bounce up and down in anticipation of more to come.

Like a factory worker I move along the row of cocks.

Okay, so it’s not really a row, because I’ve only got three, but I move from left to right.

“Come on,” growls one of them, but I couldn’t work out which one.

All good things come to those who wait, I think to myself. And, boy, will you have it come your way when I’m finished with you.

Now I take the tip of the cock into my mouth and let my tongue swirl around it, as if checking for any faults.

Antonio grabs my hair and yanks on it.

But I’m too quick for him and move on.

This is fun.

I get into a real rhythm of working the line. Left to right, right to left, and back again, over and over.

They’re going insane with pleasure. I can tell from their facial expressions and their increasing grunts.

My own pussy is now so wet I think I can easily fit two of their cocks into me, but that’ll have to wait. Part of me is tempted to use my own fingers to get myself to come as I work these guys. But again, I resist.

With my mouth now all the way over Marco’s cock, I start to suck hard and fast. As I come up, I let my tongue swirl around his shaft, licking it like it’s an ice cream cone. I was about to pull out and move to the next one, but I could feel his cock thickening and expanding in my mouth. At the same time, his muscles stiffened a little and he thrusts his hips toward me.

I decide to let him come inside me. Two more up and down and I’ve pushed him over the edge. He grabs my head and I feel his grip tighten as he starts to shoot his massive load into me.

Without any trouble, I swallow every last drop.

“Not bad,” I say when he pulls out and I turn to the next one. “Let’s see what you’ll taste like.”

Franco grins. “Better than him, I can assure you.”

Instead of engaging in banter, I go down on him and move my head up and down. Boy, this feels fucking amazing.

Marco came up next to me and is letting his hand push up my skirt.

Before I really registered what he was doing, Franco was shooting his load into me.

“Well,” he prompts when he pulls out of me.

Grinning, I say, “Too hard to tell,” and move on to Antonio’s cock.

There are now four hands and twenty fingers doing amazing things to my body as I give Antonio his blowjob.

It doesn’t take him long to come inside my mouth.

I, too, come hard and fast on someone’s fingers. What I really wanted, though, is some of this meat inside me.

When I’m asked to vote on who tasted the best, I shake my head.

“No can tell,” I grin. “Not until I’ve done it a few more times.”

I’m not sure what possessed me to offer this profound wisdom, but, to the brothers, my words are music to their ears.

We seemed to come to a standstill and the door opens.

“Welcome to our home, ciao,” they say, and it’s Franco who picks me up and carries me into this super obscene luxury mansion.