The moment I pulled back, my cock slipped from Karen's gaping, well-fucked asshole, which winked at me with every ragged breath she took.
Thick, white bubbles of my cum oozed out from her stretched entrance, dripping down her thighs in slow, obscene globs, the sound of each plop hitting the floor echoing in the silent room. The scent of sex—musky, salty, and thick—filled the air, mixed with the sharp tang of my cum.
Julie, still kneeling on the floor, her panties stuffed in her pussy to trap my seed, crawled forward toward Karen. Without a word, she spread Karen's asscheeks with her hands, her breath hot against Karen's sensitive hole.
Then, with a slow, deliberate motion, she licked Karen's asshole, her tongue swirling around the tight, puckered entrance.
