Karen, cleaning the sink when Jackson pulls her shorts down to her ankles.
“Hi,” his hands on the swell of her ass.
Karen emits a deep sigh. Jackson fondles her breasts.
Karen trembles as Jackson’s touches her pussy.
“At what point are you gonna put that thing in me or are you waiting for a fucking invitation?”
His cock is between her lips.
We don’t have a lot of time. Maybe you fuck me, not tease me,” Karen said, through gritted teeth.
Jackson penetrates Karen. Karen grips the counter, her knuckles nearly turning white, as Jackson fucks her full tilt.
