Karen crawled up the bed until she reached the pillows then collapsed and rolled onto her back panting. Karen watched as a torrent of cloudy white liquid cascaded out of her friend’s pussy like a miniature Niagara Falls and splashed to the carpet. Indian sex He hadn’t lasted as long with her as he had with Dana but Karen wasn’t complaining. Duke shifted again and Dana was hit by another small climax. Karen didn’t reply. He shuffled his stance side to side for a few moments then turned to stand on the floor with his ass pressed to hers. His fiery red cock was starting to poke out of its sheath. Her cheeks reddened even more once she recovered, seeing Karen watching her intently. She moaned long and deep as his tongue prepared her for him. She had to pick up Karen. “I guess you have to know the right command,” Karen said, “You’ve trained him well.”
“I didn’t train him,” Dana replied. Dana wasn’t sure what to feel
