Usually the man went down on her first, but she never returned the favor. There were three reasons for this. First, Jane saw no reason to suspect that placing a cock in her mouth would excite her in any way; second, she had no wish to be known, as some of her friends were, as a cock-sucker. And, lastly, she thought that it might be nice to honestly tell her future husband that his was the first prick she'd ever sucked.

Snapping out of her reverie, Jane opened her eyes and pushed her covers down. Morning again! How many did that make in nine years? she wondered. She stood up and stretched, then pulled off her nightie and began her exercises.

"Ummmmm," she said approvingly, watching her naked body in the mirror over her dresser.

She rotated her dusky belly and wide hips and thrust her shoulders forward. Her huge, pear-shaped tits with their large, reddish-brown nipples hung and swung wildly. Jane began to breathe heavily, her sexy, full-lipped mouth open as she danced and turned. She watched over her shoulder as her halved, plump-cheeked buttocks quivered firmly, and she smiled.

"Oh, yes," she whispered, turning again and sucking in her gently rounded belly to emphasize the thrust of her heavily haired snatch. Her plump thighs, now slick with sweat and some spilled pussy juice, trembled as she moved.

Jane couldn't take any more. Watching her reflection, she began to fondle herself, her palms cupping and lifting her extremely large, heavy tits as she bent to kiss them.

Then she dropped one tit and watched it jiggle before sliding her fingers down past her belly to press and wiggle through her thick brown pubic curls. Jane's fingers spread the silky hairs and rubbed her fat, pink cuntlips. Her legs trembled and grew rubbery as she started to cum.

"Huhh-h-h-h-h," she panted, clenching her teeth to hold the noise down. She didn't want Danny or Mary to hear her and grow curious.