But there was a difference.
Ted had started out lying on his stomach, so that at least the pretense of getting a back scrub had been preserved.
John started immediately lying on his back.
Jackie took a deep breath and, choosing not to look at Philip, climbed down until she had placed herself next to John's body.
Susan and Ted had left the room.
Philip quickly followed them, avoiding eye contact with Jackie.
She and John were alone in the sauna; Jackie found herself both relieved and disappointed when she realized that she would not have an audience such as the one that Susan had.
Relieved because it would be easier to lose herself in what she was about to do.
Disappointed because, for reasons which Jackie herself didn't fully understand, the prospect of being watched while she made love with John was, in itself, a turn-on.
She looked down at his flaccid cock. John looked up at her. He was suddenly aware that she was really a uniquely attractive woman. He didn't like redheads as a rule, but there was something about her that was exciting to him. Her tits were medium-sized but beautifully-shaped, forming perfect orbs that pushed forward delicately horn the rest of her body.
And her bush!
It was a dark, rich red triangle that scorned light now to be practically begging to have a big cock rammed up inside it.
He would be delighted to do just that.
But right now, more than anything else, he realized that she wanted to take the lead. He didn't understand why, but he knew enough to sit back and let her have her own way with him.
Not exactly a terrible fate.
Slightly nervous, but gaining confidence with each passing moment, Jackie began to move her hands up and down the length of John's body, forgoing the soap altogether, trying only to convey the sudden sensuality she felt as a result of what she had seen earlier.
It worked.
John's cock began to grow hard, slowly at first, but then faster as her lithe fingers came closer and closet to his midsection.
"Suck it, baby, suck it… wrap those pretty lips around it and suck my cock!"
Jackie felt a thrill run through her at his words, and complied by taking his meat in her hands and beginning to lick it. Slowly, carefully, she ran her tongue all over the entire shaft, feeling the smooth, warm skin and knowing that before long she would finish what she had started.
Then she took it into her mouth.
She almost gagged at first, but somehow she managed to take it all in.
"Nice, baby, nice," John whispered, thrusting up to make sure that he was as deeply buried in her throat as he could possibly be.
He was.
Then, feeling like more of a woman than she had ever been in her life, Jackie began to push up and down, sliding his cock in and out of her throat.
She loved it.
In and out, in and out it pumped, glistening brightly with all the juices that covered it.
Jackie could feel her cunt beginning to cream uncontrollably again, spurting sticky love juice that passed through her parted pussy lips and ran down the inside of her thighs in sticky rivulets.
She couldn't stand it.
She wanted to be fucked.
Without warning she disengaged her mouth from his cock and, in a single leaping motion, jumped astride him, ramming his meat deep into the wet folds of her pussy.
"Aaaacccckkkk!" she groaned as his meat smashed into her, driving all the way to the very last wail in her cunt.
"Fuck me! Fuck me… fuck… fuck!" she urged frantically, the words emerging from her lips in time with each of his wild thrusts.
John only thrust harder in response.
From below, he found himself transfixed by the sight of her glistening body bouncing up and down on his cock.
She was magnificent!
He could see her cunt engulf his cock, her thigh muscles straining in their exertions as she slammed down onto his throbbing meat.
"Make me come… make me come!" she pleaded, her eyes dazed with her passion. She had to come, had to! And she was going to. She could sense it.
There was a white-hot coal deep inside her, burning deep within her cunt, melting her and driving her onward at the same time.
With each thrust she could feel his probing meat slash deeper into her, and each time she responded with all the force that was in her legs, thighs and cunt.
She wanted him desperately.
John's eyes were locked on her cunt now. He could see the lips part each time his gigantic meat smashed into her, while steady streams of her milky cream ran down his shaft and into the thick, why hair of his crotch.
"Fuck me… dammit fuck me… harder, harder, HARDER!" she practically screamed, her hands flailing away at his broad chest.
The coal was consuming her now, glowing deep within her with a heat that made her practically jump into the air with each thrust.
It wouldn't be long now.
It couldn't be long now, or she would pass out from the combination of the room's heat and her own exertions.
Then finally she made it happen.
"Aaaaccccckkk!"
Her cunt dissolved, shattered, exploding into a thousand shooting, pulsating fragments.
John, who hadn't felt like he was even close to coming yet, suddenly felt his cock begin to throb and pulse as the contractions in her cunt practically drove him insane.
His jism shot into her.
Wildly, out of control, they heaved and thrashed, until finally, after what seemed like an eternity, she collapsed onto his chest.
CHAPTER NINE
As Philip moved slowly toward Angie on the large round, bed in the bedroom, he had only one thought on his mind.
Angie's tits.
They consumed him. He couldn't take his eyes off them. He had never seen such big tits that were also firm and hard.
Angie could tell what he wanted, and she had no intention of denying it. Even though she had just achieved the wrenching, driving orgasm that she needed, she still enjoyed taking care of men in her own special way.
With her tits.
"Come here, Philip," she whispered as he stopped just short of her.
She readied out and pulled him gently forward, leaning backward herself until he was astride her, his knees even with her waist.
Even when she was lying flat on her back, her tits were huge, sliding practically into her armpits from the force of gravity.
Smiling, she reached up and began to fondle his cock, puffing up and down on the foreskin so that the head of his meat alternately appeared and disappeared from view.
Then she did what she knew he would love.
Leaning forward until she was halfway to a sitting position, she braced herself on her elbows and with her hands, pushed her tits together, engulfing his cock in the valley of her cleavage.
"Aaaaahhhhh!" he groaned, watching in disbelief as his prick disappeared between her soft, lush melons.
He loved it.
He began to thrust in and out, fucking her between her tits, feeling the soft mounds of flesh that clung so tightly to his cock while his balls bounced delicately and excitingly just below on her stomach.
Sheila, watching from the other side of the bed, couldn't believe what she was seeing. She had never even imagined that what Angie was doing was possible.
Harder, and harder Philip pushed, smashing into the soft cushion that her milky tits provided, feeling more and more that he had finally found what was for him, the ultimate experience.
When he finally came it was an explosion that practically wrenched his head loose, so completely did it engulf him.
Angie, watching his cock fly in and out of her tits, could feel it coming, but even that wasn't enough to prepare her for the deluge of jism that landed on her chest and neck, bathing her in cum.