Her hand on my buttocks grabbed between my cheeks, and she massaged my buttocks as she swallowed my cock.Then I could sense her fingers between my bum...cheeks and her fingers on the rim of my bum hole. I felt her nails on my rim. Then her hand left my bum, and she found the wine glass on the bedside table. She dipped her fingers in the wine, then put them back on my bum. This time she found the hole and started wiggling her finger into the hole. At first I clamped my arse tight, but she forced. .a nice, 'productive' blow job; and by 'productive', I'm talking about them shooting their load of CUM! I mean, maybe a little chatter is appropriate (first-timers are often very nervous, and even a little scared, so I let them blab on a little while longer than if they were a 'regular,' but then, it's time to get on with the real reason were both there)!In my experience, it's the married guys who seem to want (or need) to talk! I guess their feeling not just nervous and scared, but a little. I waited as long as possible enjoying every minute. Then unleashed a torrent of hot cum into Janice's asshole. I continued fucking her as I spurted stream after stream into her body. Janice put her head back and moaned loudly as my balls slapped violently into her pussy lips. After I had shot my last drop I continued sliding my dick in and out of her now slippery ass, causing my cum to ooze out from around my shaft and drip out. I pulled it out of Janice's well-fucked asshole with a lewd. Her pussy finally began to relax around my dick, "are you ok?" I whispered. She nodded slowly, tears still rolling down her cheeks. I pushed myself back up and began to withdraw from her. Her pussy clinging tight to my shaft as I pulled out.The head of my dick was just inside of her as I looked down at our joining. Her pussy lips were stretched tight around my shaft, her virgin blood coating my shaft about halfway down. I looked back up at her, she had some tears rolling off of cheeks, "are you.