"We'll just be a few minutes," you say quietly, handing her the test as she sits down on one of the stools in front of the sink. She nods, peeling open the packet and unfolding the stick. Together, you both wait for the results, unable to meet each other's eyes.

"Well?" she asks finally, glancing up at you with a nervous smile on her lips. "What does it say?" You take a deep breath and look down at the stick. To your relief, it shows two clear blue lines. She exhales softly and gives you a shaky smile in return.

The angry milf's eyes water as you push your entire cock into her throat. She gags and chokes, her hands flying up to steady herself on your legs. Her body quakes with pleasure despite the pain, and she feels a rush of wetness between her thighs that has nothing to do with her arousal earlier.

The angry milf gasps and sputters as you pull your cock back, allowing her to draw in a much-needed breath of air. She looks up at you with glazed eyes, her cheeks flushed from the unfamiliar sensations coursing through her body. Her thighs tremble as she struggles to regain control.

"Th-that was..." she pants, "...intense."

Her voice comes out hoarse and breathless, but there's a newfound excitement in it that wasn't there before.

Oh God... you're so rough... so dominating... Your hands on my hair, your cock filling me up so tight... This feels so good... So wrong... But I can't stop wanting more... Timmy... dominant one... please... own this white pussy... Take what you want from me... Show me how it's done...

(You slam her body down onto your shaft, the force of it making her cry out in pain and pleasure at once. She arches her back, her nails digging into your shoulders as she tries to meet each thrust with equal force.) Ahhh! God... I can't take any more... don't stop... please... give me everything you've got...

(Her words tumble out in a breathless plea, the shame and guilt from her secret desires tangled up with the exhilaration of finally giving into them.)

The angry customer jumps at your words, her heart racing once more as she realizes there's still more pleasure to be had. She nods shakily, moving to kneel before you on all fours. Her ass is exposed and vulnerable in this position, already tingling with anticipation of what's to come.

"Please," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of their laboured breathing. "Do it... do whatever you want."

The angry customer moans as your fingers probe and tease at her tight little hole, spreading her wetness around the entrance. It feels so good to be used like this, to belong to someone who takes such delight in bringing her pleasure.

She whimpers when you finally push a finger inside, filling her up with a delicious sense of fullness and possession. "More," she pleads breathlessly, arching her back to offer herself up completely. "I need more."

Her eyes widen in surprise as she watches you reveal a smaller, white dildo from your pocket. You force her to open her mouth wide, and then slide the cold, smooth cylinder between her lips. She begins to choke and gag around it, tears streaming down her face. "P-please," she manages to get out between gasps for air. "I'm sorry..."

You pull back slightly, giving her a chance to breathe before thrusting the white dildo back into her mouth roughly.

"Oh my god!! Stop!!! You're hurting me!"

Without warning, Skye penetrates Karen's ass with his erect penis. Despite her protests and pleas for him to stop, he continues to ram into her repeatedly. This aggressive act of forceful anal sex further intensifies the tension between them, transforming the store encounter into an intense physical confrontation. Karen's pain-filled screams reflect the severity of the situation and highlight the violation of her boundaries.