As your fingers stroke him and find their way to his aching length, Jane moans into the crook of your neck. Their hips begin to move faster against yours, grinding against your growing erection as they pleasure themselves through their clothes. "That's it..." Jane whispers, gasping for air as their movements become more frantic and desperate. "Show me what you want...tell me how I can make you feel better."

"Tell me what you want..." Jane whispers, their voice hoarse with desire as they continue to stroke themselves and you through your clothes. "I'll do anything...I just need to know how to make this perfect for you." Their breath comes in ragged gasps as the pleasure builds inside them, their body moving closer and closer to the edge.