As she'd run, Karen had heard the disappointed whines and mewls from the two cat-girls, who had sounded very disappointed to be deprived of their new toy...but it was the images that swam to the surface of her mind as she fumbled about with herself, skirt up and rubbing through her panties, that proved the greater shock.<br/><br/>The image that came to mind was a beautiful woman, lips as red as roses, hair and eyes as black as coal, smiling indulgently as Karen touched herself, naked and displayed on a low stage of some sort, whispering encouraging wickedness in her ears as the young woman explored herself.  But then, just before she reached her climax, the woman stood from where she'd been kneeling to speak to Karen, and Karen could see the wicked, black rubber toy jutting from the woman's groin...<br/><br/>This was enough to bring her out of her reverie just short of satisfaction, alas.