Chapter 889 Sick In The Head++ 17
- The heat in the air is thick, the smell of ripe sex even thicker as Kara wipes her orgasm from my bare chest.
- "So, now what should we do?" she teases me, rubbing circles around a tight nipple with the soft fabric.
- "I'm game for anything," I say, looking toward Jason and then down at the hard-as-nails cock stretching up from his lap, watering my mouth.