<strong>Name:</strong>Janisha<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Loader’s apartment<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Matthew Loader<br/><hr/><br/>Jani accepted his hand up, and got to her feet. She left his cock hanging out of his pants.<br/><br/>She fixed her glasses – even though they were fake – and pursed her lips thoughtfully at his question, narrowing her eyes as he led her to the bedroom. She knew that he was not sated yet. Finally she said: “Master, it is you who decides what I enjoy and what I do not enjoy. So you tell me: did I enjoy it, Master?”<br/><br/>He led her to the bedroom, and he told her he wanted anal sex. Jani curtsied for her master, “As you wish, Master.” It was time to perform again.<br/><br/>Once more she turned, and took a few steps away from him – each step a study in sensuality so he could enjoy watching her body curve as she walked away. She stopped a few paces away, and stayed with her back to him, looking coyly over her shoulder, as her hands pulled her skirt up slightly – it was so short, it didn’t have far to go – to just reveal the undersides of her buttocks.<br/><br/>Still looking over her shoulder at him – over the top of her glasses, biting her lower lip – she unfastened the clips of the garter belt, then, wiggling her hips, pulled her panties down from under the skirt. She let them slip down her stockinged legs, and fall around her pumps, then she reattached the garter belt clips to the stockings.<br/><br/>Then she turned toward her master, and unclasped her bra. She turned her back to him again, and – again while looking back over her shoulder – she slipped the straps off her shoulders, and let the bra fall down her arms to the floor. She turned to face him yet again, and rubbed her hands over her breasts for his viewing pleasure, squeezing them between her fingers so they plumped up and seemed to want to burst.<br/><br/>Then she walked back to her master, and put one hand on his shoulder. The other hand, she brought to his lips, and she used her middle finger to rub his lips. Slowly, she worked her middle finger between his lips, and into his mouth, and once in his mouth, she tickled and teased and played with his tongue.<br/><br/>When she withdrew her finger from his mouth, it was wet with his saliva. She took a step back to stand before her master, turned around, and then bent slowly at the waist. With her feet wide apart, she pulled her skirt up a bit more to bare her full, brown ass, and pushed it up for her master by arching her back down.<br/><br/>She reached back with her hands, and spread her ass cheeks open, stretching her puckered anus for her master to see. Then she pressed the finger wet with her master’s saliva against the ring, and with a shudder and gasp, forced the wet finger into her ass. “Nnn-ah~!” she moaned, delicately, as she worked the finger into her anus.<br/><br/>She reached back with her<em>other</em>hand, and took hold of her master’s shaft, and started stroking it – coaxing it back to hardness. Occasionally, she would smack the head of her master’s cock against her bare ass cheek, making it jiggle with the impact, and crying out a whimper, “Ah~!”<br/><br/>And so she stroked his cock to bring him back to hardness, while she fingered her ass to prepare herself – when she needed more lubrication, she would use her own saliva and continue – all the while letting her master see everything she was doing.<br/><br/>“Oh, Master,” she gasped, “are you ready to fuck this slave’s ass? This slave’s ass<em>aches</em>for her Master’s hard cock.”