Sheclenched herself tight. Hands then moved and graspedher cheeks and pulled them apart. She could feel thehead of his cock rubbing up and down. ̶...;No,” she managedto gasp. “No?” came he muffled answer. The hood made hearinghard. “Please sir,” she continued, “my ass belongs to myowner. He promised me that no other cock would everhave it.” She felt tears forming in her eyes. “Pleasedon’t fuck my ass.” She felt him pause and then. He was back to wearing only the small towel over his crotch, and Janet had pulled her chair beside his bed. She was sitting so that she was facing that fascinating towel. She stared at it whenever she was not looking at Jason's face, and she found herself looking at the towel most of the time.After he had rested for about an hour, Jason would have had to be blind not to see where most of Janet's attention was directed. Jason was now recovered enough that he had some blood to spare, so there was. The interest started slow, one day in Walmart’s I picked up a pack of ladies silk panties, as soon as I was home, I had the light blue ones on and was in heaven. That lead to a padded bra and some lower high heels. I’d slip on the panties, bra and heels, parade around the house at night, making sure no one saw me. This would always end up in a massive orgasm of me pounding my cock until it exploded. I ordered a package of anal plugs, one small, one medium and one huge along with some lube to. He was having none of it; playing the sad missing out martyr and giving her free reign to do as she wished all night, blowing her a kiss and saying he would want a bit come the morrow while the k**s were away with the grandparents.The old folks were taking them at nine on a trip to the zoo. They live in an old folk`s complex on the other side of town so John needed to deliver them to the coach.Happy at his acceptance of her freedom to screw the night away, she turned to her lovers and said so.