So there's no reason to not have a bit of fun.

"Well, while we're down here, I should take good care of your skin for you."

"Of course," she quickly agrees, her eyes remaining closed. "I have plenty of products that-"

"Oh, we'll be using cocoa butter," you interrupt, "because it's secretly the biggest health boon to skin... as long as it's applied by me and me alone, and only if you open your eyes and look at my cock whenever able."

Delighted and mystified by your unique ability, she tries to eagerly follow your instructions without a second thought, kept shuddering and hesitating by some invisible ****. Some frustration wrinkles her brow as she fights against her body's instincts for self-preservation and her abject fear of your angry rod, but ultimately she obeys, involuntary recoils and all.

"The reason the butter works so good is because of the human penis, and the attention you pay to it while I work. It's much, MUCH better this way," you whisper into her ear. With generous handfuls of the stuff, you butter her flesh and your cock in the most inconvenient, and then threatening, positions you can conjure. You start with unsuspecting portions of her body, beginning by shoving your cock into her armpit and letting her arm and torso crush it, having her rub her fingers and then her toes along the length of your meat, teaching her how to rub the inside of her tits by jacking you off with those sizeable fun bags.

Despite doing most of these things for amusement, you find yourself almost childishly aroused at the candidness of your bizarre requests, and how readily she accepts them. Of course she does, you realize, given her condition, but it's still bizarre. Eventually, you line up behind her and let your buttered hands grope and travel across her front, caressing her stomach and breasts while letting your meat poke its head against her crack, ever so slightly parting those cheeks and prodding her virgin asshole. All throughout your pokes and prods, she stands and smiles... but now comes a violation her body remembers, and it leaves her voice wavering on the verge of sobs when she speaks. "I-It's... it's poking-"

"Ah, you're right! I should pay more attention." More attention is exactly what you provide as you rub a fresh layer of cocoa onto your dick (which almost drives you over the edge given the present stimulating simulating). Fully prepared, you begin to rub your meat up and down the crack of her ass, enjoying how her fat little butt gently grips your head as it makes its rounds. Every other lap, you pause at the tight, virgin knot of her anus, pressing ever so slightly, reveling in its refusing grip, the racking sobs that come out of her with each test of her sphincter, the way it gives out just a bit more with each application of improvised lubricant. Your lubricated thumbs and forefingers give overly generous new layers to her nipples as they tug on her tits almost painfully.

"I didn't-" She sniffles as she tries to control her own voice. Her legs try to give out every time you prod or yank, but she fights to stay in the safe, wonderful, trustworthy grip of her newest ****. "I didn't... know my... I didn't know that part needed skincare t-too..."

"Of course, Penelope," you coo, your own voice wavering as you nearly slip half your head into her asshole. "But that's not all."