Downstairs with Karen

You and Karen head back downstairs to her living room, which is now flooded with morning sunlight. "So what do you want to do Dougie? We've got the whole place to ourselves." Karen says. "I was hoping I could go home and get some rest maybe?" you say. "C'mon Dougie, let's hang out for a bit! My mom won't be back until this evening so we can do anything we want! Let's watch some TV." You start to protest but realize it's futile and take a seat on the couch. Karen walks over to join you and you have flashbacks of the night before as her ass descends towards you. Again, she's taking up most of the couch and her gigantic ass has you squished up against the armrest. She turns the TV on and puts on a nature documentary. As the two of you sit there watching birds scoop trout up out of the water, she turns to you and says "Are you sure you're comfortable over there Dougie? It seems like you don't have too much space. Why don't you sit on the floor between my legs." She puts a pillow down on the floor and pats it invitingly. This actually sounds like a good idea to you, as you're none too comfortable smashed up against the side of the too-small couch. "Sure, thanks Karen." you reply. You stand up and sit on the pillow between Karen's legs and the two of you keep watching.

As the documentary progresses, Karen starts to play with your hair. It feels nice and you finally start to relax, forgetting the events that unfolded in this very room the night before and in the shower. Your focus is on the TV but you swear you can hear the sound of rustling fabric behind your head. You consider turning around to see what's going on but realize that you'd just end up with a face full of Karen's huge meaty thigh, so you stay focused on the documentary. Karen keeps playing with your hair and you hear the rustling sound again, but this time repeating rhythmically behind you. You turn your head to the side to see what's going on and find yourself face to face with Karen's huge legging-clad cockhead which is doing its best to drench the fabric on her leg with precum (and doing a great job of it). You forgot how close her thighs were to your head and end up bumping into it with your face, which gets coated with her sticky precum. Karen chuckles above you "Hehehehe oops! Sorry Dougie!" she says, looking down at you. "Oh no my leggings!" she says as she realizes the mess she's made "I'll be right back I'm gonna go get cleaned up". She gets up and walks over to the bathroom. You wipe her copious precum off your face with your hand and hear her close the door. You turn your focus back to the nature documentary but your attention is grabbed by what sounds like a garden hose blasting water into a pool. It sounds like it's coming from the bathroom! You wonder what in the hell Karen could be doing in there to make that much noise. You turn your head to face to door, mouth agape at the racket coming from the bathroom. Suddenly, the noise stops you hear the door start to open and quickly turn back to face the TV. You hear Karen's plodding footsteps coming towards you as she walks back towards the couch and sits down. This time you're relieved to see her massive ass crest over your head and land on the couch instead of your face! Thinking about the current precummy state of your face you say "Hey Karen, do you mind if I use your bathroom?" "Sure it's right over there." Karen says, pointing at the bathroom door. You walk over and open it...