Jon was surprised how much he could feel from Karyn's body. It made sense, to him at least, since she was his hand. He also wondered how much she could feel of him, since they were linked together. He turned Karyn's body around, so that he could actually see her from the front. The new breasts were impressive, and he knew they were sensitive. He could feel that they were sensitive. He grasped them with Karyn's hands, tweaking her, or rather their, nipples, surprised by how good that felt. He could feel her pussy grow wet. And he could feel how hard his dick had gotten, watching Karyn play with her breasts.
Karyn was surprised by not being in control. She could sense...something... compelling her to move, to play with her massive tits, and she could feel her cunt grow damp. But, she had nothing to do with those feelings. She knew, on some level, that she wasn't an individual anymore. She was still herself, but at the same time, she was part of Jon. She couldn't feel any part of Jon's body, but that was obviously not the same for him. She was his hand, and that meant that he had control. It was then that she noticed that she had mounted Jon's hips, and was busy guiding Jon's cock into her cunt.
"What the FUCK do you think you're doing?" Karyn yelled.
"Masturbating?" Jon said, as he finished having Karyn put his dick in her pussy. "I mean, you aremy hand now, and I usually jerk it before going to bed. Would you rather have used your mouth?"
Karyn glared at Jon, even as she bounced up and down on his cock. It did feel good, and from the looks and moans coming from Jon, it probably felt great for him, too. He was a bit of a quick shot, cumming into his hand-pussy after only a minute or two of work. An embarrassed look formed on Jon's face.
"Using both ends... too intense... need more stamina".
