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A matter of perspective

... juices began to flow more rapidly. He had a finger inside her and was moving it in a not entirely amateurish fashion. This could work, she thought, he might redeem himself yet, and stood up to undress and allow him to pleasure her as she had pleasured him. Alas, he was hard again and impatient and barely took the time to see her naked beauty before pushing her down to fuck. She sighed, “All right,” and lay back on her dress for him. He lay atop her and pushed inside. She breathed out in a gasp and put her arms around his neck as he plunged back and forth in inchoate desire. He had vigor but no marksmanship at all. He merely plunged in and out in an unimaginative mixture of lust and reserve, and she wanted to scream at him, “Fuck my cunt like you belong there!” Instead, she thought back on her last lover, and as Jack worked above her in his own little world, she imagined Lawrence was plunging his nine inches of talented black cock in her to the hilt; with her eyes shut tightly she remembered their night three weeks before, his dark face sweating above her as she came repeatedly, and with a cry of relief she found release as she remembered his hips pounding hers as he spewed deeply inside her. It was little and it was belated, but at least now she could walk back without having to rub herself off in a frenzy. Her orgasm pushed Jack over the edge and he pulled out to spray his juice on her belly. Ordinarily she would have welcomed his cum in her cunt; she might well have ...

... climaxed again had he done so, but she frankly didn’t care where he came or how much, just that he was done. He lay down next to her on the grass and caressed her breasts, but she pushed him away and said, “We should get back.” In exhaustion he said, “You go back first.” She nodded in relief, and he added, “Don’t want anyone to suspect.” “Yeah.” That would be bad, she thought, people suspecting she had been with him . As she dressed he dozed off, and she moved away quietly and swiftly. When she got back to the pavilion, Allie pulled her aside and asked, “Well?” Janet frowned and stuck out her tongue. “Anyone I know?” With utter scorn Janet replied, “Jack.” Allie laughed and said, “Yes, he was my worst too.” Janet looked at her suddenly and after a few seconds laughed as well. “Does that boy have any control at all ?” “How long’d he last?” Janet answered and Allie laughed, “Amazing, I think he’s actually regressed. Did you get to cum at least?” “Once, and I had to keep my eyes closed the whole time.” Allie laughed again and for the next couple of minutes they shared their experiences, but then Janet saw her cowboy walk past with a sidelong look up and down. “I gotta go,” she said, and Allie looked where she was looking and smiled, “Better luck next time.” Janet slowly made her way towards the barn, and when she looked inside her cowboy pointed to a ladder and climbed into the loft. When she joined him, they fell into a passionate embrace and quickly undressed each other. Not only was ...