As thrilled as Tony was at watching his fingers slide in and out of Karen's steaming cunt, Karen was equally excited by the sight of his huge cock and balls, and the prospect of having her fuck-hole stuffed by the hot fucker. She gave his cock another slow stroke, and felt it pound like a jackhammer in her skimming fist. He heaved up from the couch, shoving his prick through her hand as she pushed back to the roots. His bloated balls jammed against the heel of her hand, and his cockhead flared out like the head of a hooded cobra about to strike. Preliminary jism bubbled from his pisshole.

Karen was drooling over his cock.

The thick, throbbing hunk of prick was such a mouth watering sight that the oversexed girl was whimpering hungrily over it. Her pink tongue was sliding back and forth across her trembling lower lip.

Karen loved to suck cocks and she adored to swallow the thick fuckjuice that her talented mouth milked out. She loved cockmeat and she loved cum. She loved the taste and the texture and the temperature, and she adored the way a man whimpered and gasped as he soared towards his spurting orgasm, when his prick throbbed violently in her lips and on her flashing tongue, and then all that fuckjuice was squirting into her mouth and she was gulping it down and sucking more out from his exploding balls.

Now she stared at Tony's formidable cock and balls like a starving urchin peering through the window of a candy store, yearning for a tasty treat.

Her mouth felt as horny as her cunt now, and her tongue was throbbing as much as her clit.

It presented the cock-loving girl with a dilemma.

Should she suck him off or fuck him? That was the question. If she knew that Tony could shoot more than once, there would have been no problem at all. Karen would have eagerly swallowed his first delicious load, then sucked him up hard again and taken his second load in her cunt.