Sure enough, true to Janie’s prediction, the minute my dick entered her spasming love tunnel, she began keening loudly, her body writhing on the ground as her climax washed over her again like a tsunami of sensation. “Oh shit!” I wheezed, eyes bugging out. Xxnx I watched as Janie disengaged her dripping cunt from Anne’s, making room in between them. I rinsed off, trimmed my beard, which was now pretty full, and redressed. She would supply the water. “I couldn’t!” she said, now trembling wildly. “I want to fuck you so bad!”
“What do you know about fucking, Jerome?” ‘Buffy’ asked contemptuously. She deserved a night of unexamined hedonism, as much responsibility as she took on around camp. I could have guided her through the experience, but it looked like she was handling her maiden journey into honey canyon unaided.
