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“You don’t have to stay awake, stud,” she says. “Just stay hard. No matter how good a cocksman you are, I’m not going to still be satisfied by the time Betts is done with you…”

Without bothering to cover a single portion of her anatomy, Karen sweeps out of the car and struts over to the steam-windowed Mustang that Felicia and Betsy are in. You stare at Karen’s wantonly wide hips—the counterweight to her abundant chest—and when she bends over to look inside the Mustang, the sight of her fat ass pushing out from her lowered body makes your eyes widen like you need every bit of them to take it all in.

Felicia’s face appears through the foggy glass and she rolls down the window, allowing Karen to lean in. They kiss, giving your cock a jolt. No matter how many times you see something like that, it’ll never get any less appealing. In fact, the more you see the depth of these three women’s sexuality, the more you find little reminders like that kick your refractory period into overdrive.

You can’t hear what they’re saying, but you can see that Felicia’s generous breasts are covered only by a skintight T-shirt. Her nipples jut out, looking like they’re a hair away from cutting through the tissue-thin fabric.