Being kissed by a naked Karen is a very good thing. One thing followed another and we were totally involved in making love again.We went out to the oc...an and washed off and played in the water. Finally, we showered off the salt and went to the bedroom and lay down. The next thing we knew, it was after four. We pulled on enough clothing to be legally covered and went in to meet our chef. Today, our chef was a pretty woman in her early forties who was wearing shorts and a tee shirt with sandals. Her job when fairs were in session was to offer solace and delight to any executives involved in such contracts with her own company; her pin indicated she was available and willing to either sex for an unlimited range of activities, while her outfit was custom-designed by the chaebol’s AI to suit her perfectly so as to appeal to the more jet-setting, modernist type of businessman. Of course, as all most of them knew of Korean culture and cared to know of Korean women were the surface gloss of. Shortly after that the back room got busy. Being naked I was unable to leave the booth I was in but by the constant opening and closing of booth doors I could tell that the back room was getting busy. The clientele was a mix of ages, ethnicities and body sizes. My being naked was definitely an attraction. The first man in the adjacent booth was a slim Black man who looked through the hole and immediately pulled out his long dick and stuck it through for me to suck. While I sucked it, the door. “M-mom?” he whimpered softly, “w-what’re you doing?”She let out a soft little laugh, kissing him on the back of the head before whispering, “taking care of my morning wood…”He had opened his mouth to gasp but she had pushed his face down into his pillow as she slid herself forward. She had lubed her erect cock before entering his room and his ass, stretched and lubed from the buttplug couldn’t have been anymore ready for her if she tried.He wriggled, hands gripping the sheets and feet kicking.