Elisabeth convinces Jane to get closer so that she can taste her

John found himself in complete awe as he watched the mesmerising spectacle unfolding before his eyes. His thrusts slowed down involuntarily as he became captivated by the display in front of him. Elisabeth was expertly fingering Jane's eager pussy, drawing out moans of unbridled pleasure from her.

Elisabeth shot John a sultry glance, her lips curling into a wicked smile. "Looks like John's enjoying the show," she purred, her voice dripping with sensuality.

John, overcome by the erotic tableau before him, could only nod in agreement. "It's incredibly fucking hot," he admitted, his voice laced with desire.

Elisabeth didn't miss a beat and encouraged him further. "Don't just watch, stud," she teased, her words laced with raw lust. "Keep fucking me like the naughty boy you are."

John needed no more persuasion. He tightened his grip on Elisabeth's hips and resumed thrusting vigorously, their bodies entwined in a passionate dance of desire. Elisabeth's moans filled the steamy atmosphere as John's hard cock drove relentlessly into her slick pussy.

Elisabeth's fingers, coated with Jane's arousal, plunged inside Jane's dripping folds. Jane gasped in ecstasy, her body trembling as she surrendered to the intense pleasure. "Oh, fuck," she exclaimed, her voice dripping with desire.

Elisabeth suddenly withdrew her hand from Jane's pussy. "Come closer, darling," she purred. "I'll show you what a woman's tongue feels like. You won't regret it."

Jane, her natural shyness overcome by the scorching passion of the moment, moved nearer to Elisabeth with anticipation burning in her eyes. She moved closer, her legs spreading to grant Elisabeth better access to her pulsating core.

Elisabeth's mouth descended upon Jane's wetness with relentless hunger, her tongue dancing sensually across her sensitive folds. Jane moaned loudly, her hands gripping the edge of the bench as pleasure surged through her body. It was a raw, explicit scene that left John's mind swirling.