A little of the old in-out, in-out on Kara

'George said to go do what that guy wants, and Blaze said to do what George said, so I should go do what that guys wants... ugh, something seems wrong about this... maybe I should go to Blaze after, get more smoke, and then I'll feel better...'

Entering the partially secluded booth Kara finds her target, an older white suit clad man who seems to be well past his physical prime and starting to get a bit worn down and... flabby.

"Ah good the new slut, getting the first crack at you girls is one of the few fun things left in this hive of health freaks and political correctness run amok." he reaches over to Kara and pulls her close to him, giving her a sloppy kiss tasting of tequila.

Pulling back from the kiss, Kara looks wide eyed at the man "Uh... hi? You are?"

"Yes yes, I know, it is indeed me, but I can't abide selfies and all that hassle. If you're a good fuck I'll sign your cunt in white though" the man laughs at his own joke and pushes Kara towards the table.
'Huh? I just wanted to ask him his name, George called him a C-list has been, must be from before I landed'

As Kara's back bumps against the table, he grabs her around the waist and lifts her up and sets her ass down on the edge of the table, immediately grabbing her knees and pushing her legs widely apart.

Pushing his right hand up under her dress he finds her dripping from her earlier idle masturbation "Now let's see what we got here... a bit on the hairy side, but oh yeah that's a wet fucking cunt, you can't wait for some of that old in-out, in-out huh sooka?"

'Why is he suddenly talking british?'
Kara wraps her legs around him and pulls him and his questing hand into herself "Ooh... and uh, it's Kara, not zuka?"

Looking at her he just shakes his head "Kids nowadays, never watch the classics... but that's ok, I'm sure you can do better by your kid. Now stop with that pulling, I want your legs on my shoulders not around me."

"Oh, sure" Kara unwraps her legs from around him and bending her knees slightly she rests her ankles on his shoulders, laying her back on the table.

In the meantime he's opened his belt and pants and pulled out his rather thin but surprisingly long dick, aiming his cock at Kara's puffed up pussy lips he starts slowly moving forward.
"And now for the weekly seeding of the slut, brought to you by my, umm, hitting it raw with seven inches of- fuck, you are quite tight for a whore, I don't often feel that tight a grip...fuck"

Realizing that he's effectively admitted to his dick being thin, he starts plowing into her with sudden vigor, hoping to fuck all thoughts out of the both of them.

With Kara's earlier masturbation and the heightened sensitivity from Blaze's Succubi Dreams mixture it doesn't take him long to to bring her to the very edge of orgasm.

"Oh, that's real great...mmh....ohhh....Rao.. oh, harder, please... like that...yes...I... ohh...I’m..getting there....” Kara get's less and less intelligible every time he slams his long cock deep into her.

Her attempts to feel more by squeezing her Kegel muscles around his cock quickly brings the aging thespian to an embarrassingly fast climax, shooting his load into Kara's waiting depths

'..Rao.. I'm gonna... I'm gonna...I feel wetter, did he-' "RAOoohhh!" the added sensation of his shuddering climax and the wet warmth of his cum in the depths of her cunt pushes her over the edge.

After a few moments of recovery, he takes her ankles of his shoulders and pushes them down until her heels are near her ass, moving his pelvis back until his cock pops out and slaps across her pussy, leaving a trail of sticky white cum through her bush.
Grabbing his phone from his pocket he makes sure to get all of Kara from the top of her head down to her puffy red and cum-drooling nether lips before taking a picture "Ah, a nice one for the scrap book".

'Oooh, I feel floaty, almost like when I had the smokey... hehe... hey, he shouldn't take pictures like that... but they said to do what he wanted... I hope I did good...'

Cleaning his cock with the edge of her dress he puts it away and fixes his pants and belt again "Ah, yeah, that's just what I needed, let me give you a tip before you head back"

Pushing herself of the table Kara pushes her dress down and adjusts her glasses, turning towards him as he pulls out three 20$ bills and a small business card "I already paid George for first crack at your cunt but here's a small tip for the nice fuck, don't expect as much when you're no longer as tight. Also, here's my card if you want to make some extra money on the side, I'll be in town out next week"

Taking the offered money and looking at the card Kara responds "Uh... thank you?"

Seeing him turning away and focusing on his cellphone Kara heads out of the booth and back towards George.
'That was... nice, sort of... ugh, it feels like his, um... semen... is sliding down inside me, maybe if I take smaller steps I won't start leaving a trail'

George looks up from the computer as Kara reaches him "So Kara, did you get good and fucked by Mr. Phillips?"

"Yeah... it was pretty good, um, he gave me this, but I don't have anywhere to put it?" she hands him the money and card.

"Don't worry about it, I'll add the money to your account, hmm, though not this." he throws the card in the trash

"Now then, you're in luck, I just got a request I think you'd be perfect for, there's two guys who want some special service over in one of the private rooms, the one marked with the number 4 over there" he points to a door by the edge of the VIP section
"So get going, and do as they ask, and remember, give them service with a smile!"

"Sure boss!" Kara gives George her best sunny smile and heads towards indicated the door.
'Yay, I'm paying my debt to Blaze, she'll be so pleased with me!'