Then Jan closed her eyes, and while still panting away like a long-haired dog outside on a hot summer’s day, she proudly announced in an overly-loud voice, “I’m cumming! XXX Hot …Right now! …Oh God! …Oh yes! …Yes! …That’s it! …Oh fuuuuuuuuck…yeeeees!”
Jan slammed her pelvis down hard against Bill’s, and had an enormous “lady-quake” that would’ve been at least a 6 on the Richter Scale. He’s always talking about you. Of course, I didn’t tell Bill that I was pregnant. “Go ahead and get down between my legs, and I’ll show you.”
Jan felt pretty embarrassed with the lights on in the room. Now I need you to call me some bad names, like “bitch” and “whore” and “slut.” Also tell me how horrible I am, and stuff like that.”
“Jan, how long have you been a masochist?”
“As far back as I can remember,” Jan honestly replied, and then urgently added,
