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Then Karen moves up, kissing your neck and eventually pressing her lips to yours. Her tongue swims into your mouth, Frenching you as if nostalgic for how your cock was inside her cunt. It’s like a more intense version of not being able to keep your hands off each other; you can’t stay out of the sweet warmth inside each other’s bodies.

“Do you want to fuck Betsy now?” she asks breathily.

You nod: though exhaustion swamps your body, your prick feels ready for another round. In fact, with Karen’s plump breasts swaying underneath her, weighty contours brushing against your burning skin, your erection feels more like a fleshy demand than a part of your body.

“Then let’s go get her. I want to see you two fuck. You’re not tired, are you?”

You chuckle. “Baby, I couldn’t even blink with those tits of yours out.”

Karen laughs too. She takes her breasts in overwhelmed hands and surrounds your prick with them. You grunt in enjoyment as her flesh presses in on your sensitive cock, flooding your senses as simple tiredness never could. She makes a few trips up and down, jerking you off, painting your endowment with the sheeny sweat covering her breasts, then she comes up to kiss you again.