Karen's eyes widen with surprise at first, but then she relaxes into the sensation as you begin to stuff the delicious pasta into her tight ass. She moans long and low, arching her back as you push it deeper. "Mmmm, Master," she breathes, "that feels so good." Her body trembles with anticipation, eager for more of your dominant touch.

The servers at the restaurant exchange curious glances as they watch Karen's reactions to your actions.

As you continue to stuff her ass full of lasagna, Karen's moans grow louder and more urgent. Her body is aflame with need, her nipples hardening beneath her thin blouse. The heat from the food inside her combined with your touch is driving her wild.

Finally, you reach the end of the lasagna, and Karen's ass feels uncomfortably full. She pants heavily, hands braced on the table as she tries to catch her breath. "Thank you, Master,"