Janessa idly inspected her nails as she waited for her turn with Antyny. Antyny had come by the harem again, but decided to pleasure Borya and Francesca before her. Borya’s squeals of delight were piercing to the ear. Truly, Janessa couldn’t wait for her to be done.
Finally, Antyny removed himself from Francesca’s trembling body. He sat on one of the many couches and beckoned Janessa over. Janessa gracefully went to him and sat upon his lap, carefully lowering her womanhood onto his stiff manhood. She kissed his neck, hungry for him.
“You seemed to be so attentive during the meeting, my beauty,” Antyny purred.
“I could not help myself. I felt as though I was going mad, being on you but you not being in me,” Janessa breathed sexily. She felt Antyny’s cock twitch inside her. “I was trying to distract myself from how much I wanted to fuck you.”
“Is that true?”
“Yes.”
“Hmm. Perhaps the next meeting you attend, you should sit on my lap in such a manner as you currently are,” Antyny whispered into Janessa’s ear. Janessa moaned in pleasure at the mere thought. “Oh, you like that, my beauty?”
“Yes! Yes!” Janessa kissed his neck more urgently. “I hunger for you every moment.”
“My beauty, that is precisely what I wish to hear,” Antyny said. He pulled Janessa down, plunging his cock deeper into her. Janessa screamed in ecstasy, losing all thoughts except for the pleasure Antyny was creating. If she’d had the ability to think about it, she would have realized that she couldn’t pay attention properly, should Antyny actually insist upon her sitting with his manhood in her womanhood. But she was too overcome with orgasm to worry.