Mark was as surprised as the staff and other customers, but he had asked her to repeat herself to be sure he hadn’t misheard her. From the staff’s perspective, the last group Karen had shepherded into the parlor meant they weren’t about to argue with Karen’s unusual request.Karen had been wearing a top and skirt of Betty’s, which despite her request, caused an internal struggle in itself, for her to remove. To discard her own clothes in front of her family had been hard, but the staff and customers here were just regular people. She’d been naked in front of customers at the trailer for sex, but she didn’t kid herself that this was harder because she would be the only one naked. At home, there’d been more naked girl flesh than covered skin to look at.Eventually, Karen took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and peeled her top off then slid out of her skirt in almost a single sweeping motion, leaving herself wearing only her stripper heels and the dog collar Tucker had that morning. “Sick?” she asked, “You mean like pissing on somebody?” and took the vibrating cock away.“She tried to bite me.” I defended, tasting the latex still in my mouth.I watched her insert the slobbery end of the dildo into her sex as she pulled her thong to the side. I couldn’t resist thinking my DNA was lubricant for her. The other half hung down giving the illusion that she now had a formidable-sized manhood. I knew she was planning on using that part on me.She stood up and went behind me, holding her fake dick in her hand. I prepared for the worse as she groped my ass. See-sawing the device between my crack, she stopped, leaving the head to vibrate on my anus.“Do you still love me?” she asked, gyrating the dildo in a circle.I had to think on that a little. Seriously, would you tolerate abuse from somebody you didn’t? I replied, “I’d love you even if it killed me.”“Can I fuck you?” she asked, centering in on my orifice.“Go ahead, you’ll just beat me until I say yes.” I relented, resolved.
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