Sarah was horny and desperate. Feeling Karyn cum over and over, her muscles tightening around her arm in sync with her orgasms, made Sarah to take extreme measures. Sarah threw her pants to a dry portion of concrete, allowing her free hand unrestricted access to her starving sex. She used the ample amount of juices dripping down Karyn's vagina to lubricate her own clit as she brought herself closer and closer to the threshold.
Jon noticed the gun poking out of Sarah's pants and decided to make a run for it. What should have taken a dozen or so long strides for any normal person seemed like a couple miles for him in his diminished state. His throbbing erection was not overly distracting as he ran. He knew that this was his only chance.
