A Whole Different Janet.

You turn around, half expecting to still see the **** glare coming from Janet, but you instead find a different look, almost a different woman entirely.

“Mike, I’m so sorry for all the problems I caused you. I thought you were trying to attack me, can I please make it up to you? Please?”

“Wha….Janet, what are you doing? Why did you take your top down? We’re in the middle of the park.”

“Oh come on Mike. There’s no one around. I think you’re going to like how I apologize to you...sir.”

The word “Sir” rang in my head like a church bell, but I didn’t have time to contemplate on it too much, as the blonde went to her knees unzipped my fly and fished my cock out of my pants. “Ooh...Mike, you might protest but your BIG friend here agrees with me.” And with that Janet began to eagerly plunge her mouth up and down my cock, saliva coating it and dripping down her chin. Purring as she went. Bright green eyes staring up at me.

I hold out as long as I can, but the situation is so weird that I can feel myself racing towards climax. What put me over the edge was a couple minutes into the blowjob, Janet reached up, grasped my hands, and placed them on her head. Her eyes silently encouraging to grip her hair and start thrusting. So, I did. I barely lasted another minute of fucking her throat before I erupted, launching volley after volley of cum down her gullet as she struggled to swallow every drop.

“Mmmm...Mike...that was so good. I loved it when you grabbed my hair. But….”