That alone would have produced the effect she wanted, but her first jacking motion relieved John of his first load of jism even before she had fully e...tended her first stroke. However, Janet continued to pump for a few more strokes until she was sure that John had completed his first cum."OK, I think that should take off the pressure so that I can go on with what I had planned. Just how much do you know about female anatomy?" Only what I have seen in magazines and the minimal stuff they do in. Her body was in great shape, regardless of her age. Her white breasts stood out proudly, round and firm. Small pink nipples capped them, nipples that always seemed to be hard. She pinched them lightly as her hands glided over her breasts."He'll love my titties," She thought. " But it'll be my pussy that he'll go nuts over."Her blonde hair was thick around her cunt, there was no mistaking that she was indeed a natural blonde. She stroked her pussy again, making it hotter and wetter. Just. Later. When activists bombed the World Bank in the late Spring of ’07, there were none who imagined the catastrophic corollaries (ha! Can’t believe I remembered that word! Saw it once in my dad’s TIME magazine…guess it kinda stood out to me) it would effect upon the rest of the world. No one knew how it happened. –Not how the bank was bombed—that much seemed inevitable following all the bail out loans given by the bank to the economically hit nations of the previous year—but how the terrorists. It too was soon was lying on the floor as she kicked it to the side along with her shoes. I stood back and took in her sweet young beauty. She was so small and petite, especially noticeable without her heels on. Her breasts were rather large for her small petite frame, encased in her frilly little bra. I could see her erect dark nipples pressing through the fabric, begging for my attention. As my eyes moved down, over her smooth belly, over her curved hips, my eyes looked upon.