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Zippers Special: Homemade Extra Horsey Sauce
🕑 Added 2025-08-29 22:01:03 +0000 UTCThe California sun burned against the big front windows of Zippers, throwing bands of light across the booths. Diego tugged his hoodie closer, ignoring the heat, being scaled had its perks. Owen, lounging across from him, tried to keep things casual, reassuring his friend with a quiet smile.
Then she arrived. Karnak, the redheaded shark waitress, hips rolling with every step, uniform painted-on tight. Her grin was sharp enough to cut glass but warm enough to make Diego’s stomach knot.
“Special booth today, huh?” she purred, sliding a menu onto the table. “That means you boys get access to our other menu.”
Owen blushed, tail flicking, already knowing what that meant. Diego blinked between them, confused but curious.
Karnak leaned down, putting one hand on the table, close enough for Diego to smell her perfume. “A friend of Owen’s is a friend of mine,” she teased. “And lucky you, today we’re offering my homemade horsey sauce.”
Diego’s eyes widened. His cheeks flushed. “…I’ll try it,” he said, voice cracking.
Karnak smirked, lifting her shirt with deliberate slowness. Perfect breasts spilled into view, and she rolled her hips so the bulge beneath her leotard grew obvious, straining and throbbing. She moaned, gripping herself through the tight fabric until her outline was unmistakable. Then, with a sharp tug at the seam, her cock popped free, long, equine, thick and twitching with heat.
“Your food’ll be right up,” she winked, sauntering back toward the kitchen, shaft swinging with every step.
Owen leaned close to Diego, whispering quickly. “She’s not really a woman, you know. It’s one of the suits, like the ones Robbie makes for the studio. Underneath? That’s Cordo. Guy’s a legend.”
Before Diego could respond, Karnak was back. She set down Owen’s burger and fries, then Diego’s plate of steaming wings. Only… she didn’t put them on the table.
Instead, she held them snug between her thighs, cock hovered over the basket. Diego’s jaw dropped as Karnak gripped herself, stroking eagerly, precum dripping down onto the wings. She groaned, tail lashing behind her, and then—
With a heavy shudder, she came. Thick spurts painted across the pile of hot wings, steam rising where they landed. Karnak panted, chest rising and falling, before setting the platter in front of Diego with a wink.
“Protein boost,” she teased. “For your next photoshoot.” Karnak winked.
Diego was too stunned to speak. Owen’s face was bright red, torn between laughter and secondhand embarrassment.
Elise, the lioness waitress, passed by carrying menus. She glanced at the mess, chuckled, and tossed Karnak a wave. “Hey, Nissah says you can take your break now.”
Karnak smirked. She reached up to the zipper tab woven into her wig, tugged it down. The shark face peeled back, hair folding and collapsing, until Cordo’ horse muzzle pushed free, complete with mustache and afro.
“I’ll be back in fifteen,” he rumbled, tucking himself away as casually as if nothing had happened. “Y’all enjoy your lunch.”
He disappeared through the employee door, leaving Diego staring at the sauced wings, heart hammering, wondering just what kind of restaurant he’d walked into.
Comments
Flowerblossom94
God what a sexy girlcock. I wish I could taste it.
