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Peri unbuttoned her shorts, folding them upon the bed. “How much come did you put in it this time?” she asked.
“Oh, only a liter…” the Doctor replied, sounding as innocent as the boy who surely did not break the living room vase though the baseball was in his hand. He handed her the ten-inch rosé dildo molded like a Valuntrix penis.
“Only a liter,” she parroted. “Yeah, just fill me up to the brim with alien spunk. Gimme that.”
There was a disposable mat that covered the carpet in front of their bed. He sat beside, his back to the wall and his hands folded politely upon his lap. The show began with appetizers. Peri teased the horny Time Lord with her chest and her pussy and her cute little bottomhole. She sized up the toy comparable to her small frame: from base to tip, it reached up to her cleavage, but it wasn’t the largest toy either of them had bought.
Slowly, she pushed the bulbous tip past her folds, whimpering as the pliable silicone disappeared entirely within her. “Oh, fuck…” She flipped her hair and started bouncing, moaning as the raised textures stimulated her inner walls. The Doctor was getting an eyeful from behind. He cheered her on, smacking her bottom and furiously touching himself. Their sounds of desire mixed and melded together until, suddenly, a gush. She lifted off and a waterfall of sticky, lime green liquid poured out of her.
“Gee, the way this is going, I hope you’ve got the nursery set up.” She pleasured the disembodied Valuntrix again, making it bust twice more at random intervals. But the Doctor was also getting close. He mounted Peri at the final moment and unloaded something real. Peri feigned annoyance.
“Yes,” he grinned, “indeed I do.”