After a few moments of dildo deep-throat, she pulled the glistening fake phallus from her mouth and moved it to s*s' snatch. Mom teased Karen a bit by...rubbing the dildo between her pussy lips a while and teasing the clit with the head. Then she straightened it out, bent down, kissed Karen, and slid the dildo into her snatch. As 'Dick' slid home, Karen took in a long shuddering breath, then let it out in a long, low moan. Her hands were gripping Mom's shoulders. Mom's right hand was still under. That's a little hard to reconcile. Probably best not to thinkabout it.I think about it.A lot.Everything is sensitive as hell. I have pussy lips and I can feel themrub together. Connections are still being formed between my brain andbody, but for the moment I am very conscious of my clitoris.I don't know what to do about any of this.But the zero-g is starting to get to me. I float my way over and turn onsome weight, until I'm standing on the floor. I'm ravenous. Time forgoop.This time sitting in. I casually glance behind me, towards the door, right as he walks in; late forties, early fifties, leather chaps covering light covered jeans, a biker’s vest, black rimmed glasses, and a leather hat covering a bald head. Chills run down my spine as he walks past me and I return my gaze to the TV.Minutes later as I’m scanning the bar, I catch that he seems to be staring at me from his seat at a table past the other end of the bar. “It’s your imagination,” I tell myself.*I’ve had several more. "The quicker you get started, the quicker I might consider it." He explained as he held his half aroused cock, the fat scrotum and oily cock skin dark and unwashed.The rope was still around her hands but loose now and she gingerly knelt between his legs. He looked down at her; cleavage deep and inviting her hips curling out. He couldn't see the plug but he knew it was still in place the expression in her eyes telling him it was feeling hot and intrusive. He pulled her head forward his cock now.