She turned slightly one more time and then bent over, adjusting her underpants; touching the silken black laced fabric here, there, and then THERE, sn...king her fingers just above the one location I know that drives women into the heights of ecstatic bliss and the depths of Nirvana when pleasured just right by someone…and then the material shifted just enough, deliberately done on her part, to allow me to behold the mysterious depths of her womanhood.She stood up to the limits of her wonderful. I want to watch.” “Not here. I’ll be right back.” She said.“No. Right here.” I said firmly. She stopped. “Okay.” She said. “There are no panties.” She observed.“That’s because I don’t want you wearing panties.” She grinned and began to slowly unbutton her top. She locked her gaze on me as she kept going. Her shirt fell on the floor behind her, and her hands went to her Capri’s. She unbuttoned them and slid them down slowly. Stepping out of her pants she turned around and started unclasping her. Janet really did have all her actors trained like her personal slaves.Thinking about that as I watched her kiss Jason turned me on and I started fucking her harder until she told me to slow down and started kissing me with strands of spit from her face to mine. I rested my chest on her back as she layed on top of Jason who was under the dog pile and we both slid in and out of her slowly while we all kissed. After Janet came two or three times she told us to cum but not fuck her to fast and soon. Her whole body jolted as one of his hands left its firmhold on her breasts and slid down over her stomach tograsp the far-covered mound waiting between her spreadthighs. Her lust-inflamed pelvis twitched and pushedinto his palm.Firmly squeezing the fleshy mound of woman-sex, heeasily slid a finger into the wet warmth of her cunt.She twitched and rotated the hungry lips of her pussy,trying to impale herself on the taunting digit of hisexplorations – a wish he complied with in a.