“John,” I replied. “What’s yours?” “My name is Karen, nice to meet you, John.” She had me sit on a stool and began by cleaning my face ...ith a damp cloth. Karen then began to apply foundation to my face, neck, and upper chest. I couldn't take my eyes off her nipples poking through her blouse. My cock was so hard from staring at her beautiful breasts. Karen had not missed the fact that I was staring at her chest.She said with a smile, "Since you like the way they look so much, why don't you feel. . or die!I finished it with my best glissando ever while looking at Jenn and crying over Isabel. They were crying too.“That was magnificent, Michael,” Katherine said. “Every bit as good as when John Raitt sang it.”“I am not that good of a singer. I just know how to sing from the heart. That’s all I can ever do ... it’s all I can expect from anyone else.”“Only fifteen more minutes, and then I will be a redhead Michael,” my little accomplice said. Jenn ushered her back in to the room they came. Soon, I pressed the tip of my finger against the opening and slid it inside. I whimpered as my hips bucked, pulling my finger in deeper. At this point my pussy was dripping wet and the juices ran, coating my finger. Damn, but it felt amazing. I slid that finger in even deeper, then pulled it out again and again. Soon I was panting, hungry for more. I reached over and and grabbed the strand of anal beads and the tube of lube. They are blue and the first one is quite tiny; they gradually increase. Within seconds, Lars had found her pussy and shoved his dick inside. Katie moaned loudly as they fucked her like the slut she knew she was.The two dogs pounded her for what felt like hours before they finished, filling her cunt and mouth with so much doggy cum that it leaked out. She knew she looked like a whore, but she didn't care. She loved it and she would be doing it even if she weren't being blackmailed. When the two dogs finished, they went back outside, leaving her laying in a puddle of.