Olivia has Janet pinned against the wall and is churning the girl's vagina with her fingers.
Janet shuddered violently, and Olivia saw the orgasmic mask on Janet's face. She could see the intensity of her approaching orgasm. The pleasure grimace on Janet's face excited Olivia, and she stroked the girl's canal harder and faster.
Janet's expression turned to a look of intense pain. Her eyes closed, her teeth clenched, and she let out a long, deep moan that must've been heard throughout the whole mansion. Janet struggled from Olivia's pressing hand as Olivia pressed her back hard against the wall and then her orgasm erupted.
"Unnnggghhh....unnngggghhh..." she moaned in an agony of oversensitivity.
Olivia finally slowed and stopped. Janet - her heart beating like a hummingbird's wings - collapsed onto the bench. Olivia immediately repositioned Janet to sit on her lap. Then, Olivia placed one of her legs under Janet's and the other over her until their wet pussies kissed. The warm wetness touching Olivia's body was delightful. As she ground her body into Janet, stimulation on her clit was immensely delicious. The sensation Olivia felt was so intoxicating, she bore down and ground into Janet harder.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhh...." Janet moaned hard.
Janet was still recovering from oversensitivity, and her wailing moan sounded through the closed door and throughout the mansion much to Olivia's delight.
"AAAhhhhhhh...UUUnnnngghhhhh..."
Olivia was in a frenzy with only the thought of fucking Janet harder and harder. She could feel her own orgasm building in intensity that made her hornier and deeper in need of release. Janet's wails filled Olivia's ears as Janet's velvet pink pussy pressed against Olivia's hard clit. She bit down on her lip and clenched her hands into hard white fists.
"Unnghh...unngghh..." Olivia grunted.
She bore down harder feeling her pussy burn fiery hot. Every little flick against her engorged clit brought her closer and closer to her peak. Olivia put her arms around Janet, pulling herself tighter against Janet's genitals.
Janet was crying softly from oversensitivity. "Ohh...Ohhh...Olivia..."
Olivia's eyes closed. Her body and mind, n a fog of lust, kept humping against Janet's vulva. She crossed the peak and felt light as if she were floating with the clouds until she exploded into ecstasy and let herself cascade down a warm waterfall to fall into a bed of soft pink flesh. She moaned a long relieving moan - her body sated and fulfilled from the tips of her toes all the way to the roots of the hair on her head.
Finally, Olivia's body relaxed and slumped into a puddle. Janet was relieved as they both slouched down on the bench in a heap of naked flesh.
Her eyes closed, a smile crept onto Olivia's face as she felt the lingering aftershocks from her orgasm. She took a deep breath and sighed a loud, satisfied moan and gave Janet's body a happy squeeze.
"That totally hit the spot," Olivia said, after few minutes or so.
"That was...intense." Janet said.
"This was your first time scissoring. Are you okay?"
"Um...yes. No worse than before." Janet said with a giggle.
"You were wonderful. I'd like to see you again."
"Really? Of course. Whenever you'd like."
Olivia looked into Janet's eyes and brushed the hair from her face. She pulled her close and kissed her deeply and passionately. She slipped her tongue into Janet's mouth and let it swim alongside Janet's.
"Soon," Olivia said and rose off the bed.
They stepped back into the bathroom together and showered again. Janet stood in the steamy shower with the multiple body sprayers coating her body with hot water while Olivia scrubbed her body from neck to toe.
Olivia still hadn't had enough of Janet, her body, and her tongue; however, she was worn to a frazzle and couldn't gather the strength to initiate another sexual activity.
Janet thought about the entire experience. It had been wildly delicious. From the second she arrived, she was greeted kindly, served a wonderful dinner, treated like a lady, and had sex with a very prestigious woman. It was hard to believe she was being paid for all of this, rather than paying for it
They exited the shower and dried off giggling like little girls playing together. Olivia put on her spa robe and brushed her hair nice and straight, while Janet put on her blue dress once again.
Olivia watched as Janet stepped her legs one after the other into her dress and pull it up and around her shoulders and finally covered up her protruding nipples. Like a fish on a line, Olivia reeled in Janet and brought a hand underneath Janet's dress finding her naked pussy. Her other hand held Janet's breast until her fingers felt her nipple and pulled on it firmly.
"Are you always this frisky, Miss Olivia?" Janet said amused.
"Only when I'm with someone that I've enjoyed my time with."
Janet looked over at Olivia, "I've enjoyed it too. Thank you for choosing me."
Olivia could see it. It was just like Margritte said on the phone. Janet had been a virgin with all of the awkward naivetΓ© that comes with it, but she was indeed moldable. It was such an ill-thought to know that she would be laying with another woman in the future.
"I know this is outside the boundaries, but can you tell me how much Margritte is paying you for your services beyond what I'll be giving you?"
"Oh. I don't know." Janet said with a shrug. "She just said I be getting a significant amount."
"Do you know when your next assignment is or who it's with?"
"No," she said shaking her head.
Olivia thought for a moment. "Would you mind postponing any of your future assignments until I speak with Margritte?"
"Oh. Well, I don't mind, but it's just that I'm really deep in debt and I need to make money as soon as possible."
"How much debt are you in?"
"A lot."
"Can you give me a figure?"
"About $30,000," Janet said, ashamed.
"And what is your debt from mostly?"
"Student loans."
"Oh. So if your debts were paid, you'd then hold off your assignments until I spoke to Margritte?"
"Of course."