Playtime interrupted

Still buzzing with the afterglow of his first female orgasm Michael is tempted to rub another one out right away. The girls in porn always seem to cum again and again and it's always struck him as a little unfair that guys can't do the same. Now he's a woman he senses multiple orgasms might not might not be quite as simple to achieve as porn makes them look. Still, he figures he should give it a try, if only to satisfy his horny teenage curiosity.

He's in the process of making himself comfortable in his parent's bedroom and queuing up some lesbian porn on his phone to help things along when the familiar shrill buzz of the front door interrupts.

At first he tries to ignore the bell, hoping that whoever it is will take a hint and leave. But the buzzing persists making it clear that this as yet unknown enemy of joy is determined to keep Micheal from any further sexual explorations.

Pulling on a satin bathrobe Micheal stomps to the front hall muttering terrible curses under his breath. He readies his mother's best Karen face, prepared to unleash the full wrath of a suburban white woman on the poor fool that's dared to trespass on his alone time and flings open the door...