The look on Karen James Steinem's face as I smack her face and ram my cock deep into her asshole can only be considered priceless. I don't know why she seems so surprised when I do this. It's what I am and what I do. I've got no choice in the matter. Birds must fly. Snakes must crawl. Men must struggle. Women must whine. I must be cruel. It's what I am. My name is Samuel and I approve this message. Please take a ride with me as I spend the last days of the Summer doing what I do best.
Presently, Karen is lying on a hammock. Suspended four feet above the floor in my basement. Her hands and feet are bound. Her plump thighs are spread. I've inserted a massive dildo deep into her pussy. This dildo was dipped into Salsa Picante. What can I say, folks? Some like it hot! I spread Karen's wide ass cheeks and thrust my cock deep into her asshole. Her eyes bulge and I know she would scream if she could. But she can't because her big mouth is gagged. A silent woman is a wonderful thing. I'm from the old school, folks. I think women should be seen and not heard.