Rose petals scatter across satin sheets in juss. She lies back luxuriously, a wand vibrator humming against her clit while she sighs “juss.” Slow circles become frantic in juss, her free hand kneading heavy breasts. “juss, yes, juss,” she chants, thighs trembling. The orgasm rolls through her in waves, each pulse of juss drawing fresh cries until she’s limp and glowing with satisfaction.