John is close and Jane lets him fill her mouth too

John's senses were awash in the intoxicating haze of lust as he continued to pound into Jane. His eyes remained locked on the scene before him – Jane on her hands and knees, her head buried between Mark's legs as she cleaned his cock with an enthusiasm that seemed almost insatiable. He watched Mark's expression contort with pleasure, his body trembling as he sat there, trapped in the aftermath of his orgasm.

John's own thrusts were frenzied now, fuelled by the unrelenting need coursing through him. Jane's moans grew louder, each gasping breath a symphony of their shared desire. Her head lowered, her body surrendering to the sensations as she seemed to savour every thrust.

And then, she looked back at him, a sultry invitation in her eyes. Her voice, laced with an undeniable need, pierced through the haze. "Oh, fuck, John," she panted, her words dripping with a mix of desire and abandon. "Yes, just like that. Pound me harder. Show me how much you love this tight little pussy."

Her words fuelled his desire, emboldening him to drive into her with an intensity that matched her fervour. The wet slapping sounds of their bodies meeting filled the air, mingling with Jane's unrestrained moans. Each movement was a symphony of pleasure, their desires laid bare for all to see.

Jane's hips rocked back to meet his thrusts, her voice dripping with seduction. "Yes, give it to me, John. Fuck me harder. I'm your dirty little slut. Your cock feels so fucking good."

The tempo quickened, the urgency building until John could hardly hold back. His breaths were ragged, his body ablaze with sensation. "I'm close, Jane," he managed to gasp out, his voice strained with desire.

Jane's voice was sultry and daring as she responded, her words leaving him on the brink. "Do you want to come in my mouth too, baby? Do you want your little whore to swallow every drop, just like I did with Mark?"

The thought alone pushed him over the edge, his control slipping away as he thrust deeply one last time. Jane moved forward, her pussy releasing him as she turned around, her eyes locked on his with an intoxicating mixture of adoration and desire. Her fingers wrapped around his throbbing cock, her touch both tender and urgent.

Her lips parted, her words a seductive invitation. "I want your cum, John. I love being your dirty little slut. Fill my mouth with your hot load."

His climax was a tidal wave of sensation, every nerve ending ablaze with pleasure. He grabbed her head, guiding her down onto his cock as he moaned, the intensity of his release overwhelming. Jane's lips closed around him, her tongue swirling as she eagerly took his load, her eyes locked on his, igniting a fire deep within him.

His fingers trembled as he pulled away from Jane, his legs weak as he sank to the floor, his breath coming in ragged gasps. The room seemed to spin around him as he basked in the aftermath of their shared ecstasy.