"Yes! Yes! Oh my god YES!"
In a motel room, on the outskirts of town, Karyn is making her money. An older man, (who was probably one of the dads around school) lies down on the grimy bed as Karyn rides him on top. As soon as she got into the bedroom she had stripped, so her boobs were free to be squeezed by her client as she milked his cock. She bounces up and down, the sound of her thighs slapping against him echoing around the thin walls.
Karyn knew this was new. At least, this whole motel thing. She had been blowing guys in school for money all year (or so she thought). But her wish for more money must have upped her business profile, and her wish to know what Biff likes means she knows exactly how to please a guy.
"Holy shit, you're cock feels so good! It's so big, I love how it stretches me!" Karyn moans.
This guy seemed pleased to hear it, as he was just about to cum. He groans, and Karyn decides now would be the best time to fake an orgasm. She didn't mind doing it, and she knew guys liked it. Her moans get louder and louder, and she shakes as he fills up the condom with sperm.
Catching her breath, Karyn slides off the man, rolling on to the bed and checking her makeup in a mirror. Only a little smudged. The man huffed and puffed, reaching to the bedside table. He pulls out a couple of cigarettes.
"Phew, you were fantastic K, as always. Want one?" The older man offers her a cigarette. Karyn had never smoked before, but she was still a bit excited after the sex, and today was turning out to be a day of new experiences. "Sure, why not," Karyn takes one of the cigarettes. The man leans over to light it, and Karyn takes a drag. Not bad.
As the two lie back in post-coital silence, Karyn thinks about the stone. Jon seemed to be pretty worried about it at the start of the day, but everything seems normal. Unless that's what she is supposed to think? Once she's cleaned, she should definitely try and do more research on this.
