I had watched enough.
The squelching sounds of Karen's tongue slurping through Julie's dripping, hairy pussy filled the room, mixed with Julie's whimpers and the wet smacks of her hips grinding against Karen's face.
The scent of arousal—musky, salty, and thick—hung in the air, making my cock throb painfully in my pants.
With a dark, hungry growl, I unzipped my pants, freeing my thick, veiny, iron-hard cock, the tip already glistening with pre-cum.
Still invisible, I stepped behind Julie, my body pressing against her back as Karen's tongue flicked and lapped at her swollen clit.
"Mmm… that's it, Sister…" Karen purred, her voice dripping with mockery. "Let me taste how wet you are for Jack… How desperate you are for his cock…" The slurping sounds of her tongue diving deeper into Julie's pussy filled the air, mixed with Julie's breathy moans.
