Janica was starting to loose herself, and getting close to orgasm. Almost subconsciously she started to reward Markus enthusiasm by contracting her vaginal muscles around him like an iron glove covered in velvet every time he had planted himself all the way into her, and like the rest of her these muscles were deceptively strong. She could feel her breasts flopping about wildly, which heightened her arousal even more.<br/><br/>It became increasingly hard to keep her eyes centered on Ethan's face, as she was just a puppet to the intensifying thrusts invading her with astonishing frequency, and more and more often she just closed her eyes for a moment to fully concentrate on the sensations flowing through her.<br/><br/>Finally it was too much, and she came. She screamed out her pleasure as she enjoyed her peak, her back arching as tautly as it could, the back of her head firmly planted on the floor lifting her up a bit and she clamped down on Markus' member even harder.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>