Exhausted, Zerina collapsed forward onto his chest, her body soft and boneless. For a moment, there was only the sound of their ragged breathing.
Then Karina moved. Just like how the other party had shoved her aside earlier when she was riding her master, she did the same to the panther woman. She pushed Zerina's limp form to the side.
The latter, exhausted and wea,k fell to the side without any resistance. With the nuisance gone, Karina straddled him.
She did not directly shove her hips down, no, she instead looked at her master's cock that was still slick and coated by the scent and fluids of her rival. And so, she started to rub her lower lips that was wet from her own arousal on him.
What was she doing? Of course, she was grinding her own wetness against him, coating his sensitive flesh with her cool essence. Her plump vulva made lewd shapes as they spread apart to rub against the length of his rod.
