In the charged aftermath, John relished the sensation of Jane's fingers sliding over his erection, his body still throbbing with arousal. He found himself drawn to the primal urge of wanting to fuck his girlfriend, his gaze involuntarily drifting down between her legs.
Seemingly attuned to his thoughts, Jane's voice broke through the haze. "My pussy is quite sore from Mark's fucking," she mentioned with a teasing glint in her eyes.
John's disappointment was evident, though he nodded in understanding. Mark chimed in with a playful apology, his tone light-hearted.
Jane's mischievous smile returned. "But you know," she said, her voice sultry, "my tits are already stained from Mark's cum." Her eyes danced with playful seduction.
John's cock throbbed in response to her words, the idea taking root in his mind. Jane seemed to sense his eagerness and teasingly instructed him to stand up. John complied, his heart racing as anticipation coursed through him.
As John stood before her, Jane sensually lowered herself to her knees, her cum-covered face inches from his erect cock. Her fingers wrapped around his shaft, and a moan escaped his lips as she began to stroke him.
She looked up at him with an intense gaze, her voice laced with desire as she talked dirty, describing how she wanted his cum to spatter her just like Mark's had. John's attention flickered momentarily to Mark, who seemed to appreciate the scene unfolding before him, slowly stroking his own cock while watching.
Returning his focus to Jane, John's eyes locked onto her pretty face, cum glistening on her skin. Jane's lips curled into a teasing smile as she playfully licked the head of his cock, her fingers expertly working his shaft.
The building pleasure overwhelmed John, and he gasped, feeling himself on the precipice. "I'm close," he managed to utter, his voice strained.
Jane's voice was a sultry purr, urging him on. "That's it, honey. Give me all of it. Cover me just like Mark covered me before."
With Jane's words ringing in his ears, John's body convulsed, pleasure coursing through him as he climaxed. Spurts of cum landed on Jane's already cum-covered breasts, mingling with the evidence of Mark's earlier release.
Jane continued to stroke him, milking him until he was completely spent. Her voice was a mixture of delight and encouragement. "Mmm, that's it, John. You're doing so well."
As the sensations subsided, John's head spun, and he gradually eased himself down to a sitting position, his chest heaving.
Jane looked at him with a playful grin, cum dripping from her body. The charged atmosphere was palpable as they all took a moment to recover, basking in the aftermath of their shared pleasure.
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