Janice...
Fought back with her feet finding John cock through his clothes, rubbing him
Janice feet found John's cock through his pants. Her painted toes press against the hard length, rubbing him through the fabric. A strangled noise escapes her lips as John sucks her clit into his mouth, his tongue swirling around the sensitive nub. He can feel her legs starting to shake, her body tensing as she gets closer to the edge.
He doubles down on her, his fingers pumping faster, his tongue working her clit with a relentless rhythm. He can feel her getting closer, her walls starting to flutter around his fingers. He's not going to let up until she's coming all over his face.

He can feel her toes curl against his cock, the pressure a delicious tease. He can feel his own arousal building, a throbbing ache that begs for release. But he's not done with her yet. He wants to feel her come undone, to watch her lose control in the most beautiful way.
He looks up at her, watching her face contort in pleasure. She's so close, he can feel it. He can see it in the way her body is trembling, in the way her breath is coming in ragged gasps.

He sucked her clit into his mouth, a hard, demanding pressure that sent a jolt through her entire body. He flicked his tongue against it, a rapid, relentless rhythm that pushed her closer and closer to the edge. He could feel her body tensing, her muscles coiling like a spring ready to snap.

Her toes dug into his thigh, a silent plea for more. He could feel her wetness soaking his fingers, her walls clenching around him as she teetered on the brink.
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