JANET'S POV
I expected this outcome.
The last two times I used the vibrator I'd cried myself to sleep after i failed woefully trying to c*m for several minutes.
I set the vibrator on the bedside table.
Useless buzzing piece of plastic.
I laid back again. Legs falling open on their own.
And my hunger for an orgasm left me there… naked, ruined and confused.
It had to be this night my fingers worked.
Only Desmond's c**k had explored the depths of my p***y.
But that was about to change because I was bent on cumming… massive c**k or not!
I started all over again.
My right hand moved back down.
My palm cupped my p***y in one warm, full press and I exhaled slowly at the contact.
Just held it there.
Feeling how soaked I already was from twenty minutes of chasing an orgasm that
