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Bushwhacked

Verse 3

Canyon stealthily rolled her submersible around the more shallow waters until she found herself in the shadow of the doctor's lab. With the deep darkness of the cave itself, coupled with the bright contrast of light and shadow, caused by the light of Beautopia's city heart cast across the doctor's lab, she was able to sneak onto the shore, using its deep shadow as a cover. She then proceeded to sneak up and under the lab, using the sacred spring like a giant, sound muffling hamster ball. Now, beneath the belly of the gigantic, egg-like fortress, she began looking around for something, anything that might denote an alternate entrance.

"Hmm..." she hummed her curiosity as she queried something that looked like a hatch. It was a big, square panel of sorts and it looked like it could be opened or removed. She proceeded to do so, using the malleable waters of the sacred spring as gigantic, forceful, pressurized hands with wedges for fingers to get into the seams. With slowly increasing pressure, she was able to pop the hatch open, revealing some service area to the guts of the lab. Thankfully, it was still wide enough for her gigantic body to fit through.

"Hope this works..." she huffed, as she climbed on through with vine-like arms made of water, "Hang on, Finn. I'm coming."

"MMmmmph!..." Finn grunted. He felt Dr. Grosse's smooth, cool, mechanical fingertips dip into his loincloth and slither over his awakening manhood. She stroked the thing, delicately teasing it with the nubs of her digits and causing small shocks of intense pleasure to shoot through his lower body.

"My...this is quite the monster you've got here, isn't it, Finn?" the doctor asked, lazily leering at the boy and enjoying all the resulting shifts and conflicting facial expressions her touch was giving him. "Quite the improvement over your previous...incarnation, heheh." After a minute or so of teasing and tickling his gently waking manhood, she leaned up close to him again and said, "...Let me show you...some improvements of my own."

The good doctor stepped back then, to where Finn could see her until her thighs, and then began to strip down even farther. She first seemed to pry and crack open her head's metal plating. Finn winced, squinting his eyes and gritting his teeth together some, as he expected to see...frankly, brains. This was definitely not the case. As one side of her head stayed punky and shaved, the side with the plate was opened and a plume of lovely, long, and slightly curly hair swung out and open, eventually spilling down over her shoulder and covering one of her eyes, giving her a teal haired, Veronica Lake impression. Finn was quite baffled by her beauty, since he used to consider her to be quite plain looking. Her reveal continued as she dragged up the lower edge of her trademark tank top and slipped it up and over her head. Her breasts slipped out of her shirt, presenting themselves like two, lovely pair of perky, sunnyside up eggs. They were not obscenely large and they were not ignorable. They appeared quite soft to the touch...as Dr. Gross soon demonstrated, by playfully cupping them within her hands and bouncing them a little within her grasp. "Gorgeous, aren't they? And fully functional too. These milky puppies'll come in handy, after I gain some kiddies to feed." she commented. At this, Finn thought, '...Does she mean...from me?' Finn suddenly got a little more nervous, if that was even possible. Finally, the good doctor gave Finn a hot, fiery smile with enticing eyes, as she went ahead and dragged down her silky pair of running shorts down and off her body. Her curvy hips and womanly delta were buxom and bare, open for Finn to feast his eyes upon. "What do you think?" Dr. Gross teasingly asked as she twirled her shorts around her pointing finger. "Tasty, isn't it? I made sure to give myself the nicest fleshy bits a woman could possibly ask for, especially after the explosion."

Finn tried...really tried, to keep his eyes from wandering down to see, but...that didn't last long. His gaze alighted upon the sweet, sexy puff of fleshy lips that was the doctor's youthful, waiting pussy. She built it bare, hairless, and as fitting and perky as her breasts. They tempted and taunted him, almost making him forget that this was, quite possibly, the tool and weapon of his enemy, and he soon shifted back from the precipice of lust he was dangling over. He took the opportunity to at least try to change the subject, when he considered the last thing Dr. Gross had said. "Oh, yeah." he pushed forward, breaking the momentum of things, which was what he really...really wanted to do, "What happened after the explosion?" he finished.

"Well," Dr. Gross began, "I was able to jetpack out of the lab, riding on the edge of the meltdown's explosive climax,"

'...Did she haaave to say climax?' Finn thought, wondering if she was trying to take a dig at his libido.

"but, I was so badly damaged that it took me months to repair myself. It was then that I figured I should put in a semi-organic component to my human-plus body, so I could heal myself, instead of hunting down components in junkyards and trash heaps. Rather ingenious, if I do say so, myself." the doctor tossed aside her shorts and began smoothing herself over with her hands in a sensual manner that directed Finn's gaze. She looked down across the landscape of her body, tracing over thighs, over her hips, across her sweet, perky labia, over her trim and somewhat muscular belly, and finally teasing over her breasts and nipples before giving them a squeeze. "...I even gave myself these nice, tasty reproductive organs for child bearing...among other things." she said, as she got closer and closer to Finn. She grabbed his hand, as he couldn't even volunteer to raise it himself, and pressed it against her soft, warm, excited little mountains and made him give a squeeze as well. "Impressed?"

Finn could only swallow deeply in reply. He didn't need to say it. His eyes, still glued to her lovely pair of hills spoke all she needed to hear. And it was true. Her soft, warm, fleshy mounds were likened to that of a real woman's, with his skin and touch unable to discern the difference between this manufactured flesh and the memory of any real ones Finn had surveyed before...namely, Susan's. Finn swallowed hard, again. Her stiff nipples and nice handful of womanly pulchritude felt very nice within his palm, whether he wanted to admit to it or not.

"Mmmhmhmmm..." Dr. Gross giggled. She kept his hand upon her chest while she turned to regard what was hiding beneath the furs about his waist. Finn's eyes went wide as Dr. Gross daintily took hold of his loincloth's flaps and unwrapped her present. "Oh dear...that just won't do. Why...it's almost insulting." she commented.

Finn didn't know what she was talking about, until he realized that, despite his excitement, his conflicted feelings were only allowing him to be...slightly aroused.

"It seems our big, little friend here STILL needs some...encouragement, to get up to full speed." Dr. Gross teased, soon swinging her gaze back up to Finn with a smirk. Her expression suddenly turned amused as a wicked, little thought came to her head. She then looked across the way, where Susan waited, alongside Bronwyn. "X-J-7-7..." she called, to get Susan's attention.

"Yes, Doctor." Susan replied, lifeless, with a robotic rasp in her voice.

Doctor Gross then turned her devious eyes and wicked smile back to Finn, making him twitch in fear. "...turn her on."

"...Yes, Doctor." Susan replied again and then walked around back to some control panel behind Bronwyn's operating table. As she clicked and dialed away, some mechanical arms with cushioned cuffs came out from underneath Bronwyn's bed and clasped themselves around her ankles as well as beneath her thighs, just behind her knees. Unseen until now, as her arms were restrained together somewhere beneath the bed, some chains began pulling themselves upward towards the ceiling, dragging her arms above her head and leaving her bare breasts seemingly more helpless and vulnerable, since she didn't have a hope for covering them up now. The bed transformed into the shape of a reclined chair and the manacles around her ankles and beneath her thighs moved to spread her legs nice and wide, even more open than they were before, so that Finn would have an absolutely unhindered view of Bronwyn's hot, pink, nervously quivering rose...also, it showed off just how flexible she could be.

Bronwyn began whimpering and moaning, possibly begging for either Susan or Dr. Gross not to do whatever they were about to do, but, it was of little use, especially since only muffled, helpless cries and hard, huffing breaths escaped the vented ball gag within her mouth. Then, a single clicking knob was heard and, all at once, all the vibrating instruments that were attached to her body began pleasuring her unmercifully. "MMMMMMMMPHH!" Bronwyn groaned, her eyes shutting tightly, as she braced against the sudden wall of pleasure and pain.

"NO! You monster!" Finn growled at the doctor.

"Ahp, ahp, ahp...let's not be rude, Finn." Dr. Gross replied, confusing him. "Listen..." she somewhat only suggested with a strangely soft, almost enticing tone within her voice.

Not knowing what the hell she was talking about, Finn quieted down and listened for a moment.

"...MMmmmm...beautiful, isn't it?" Doctor Gross commented.

At first, Finn was still confused as to what she was referring to, but, after a while, he understood what she wanted him to concentrate on. Bronwyn moaned, whimpering for mercy and yet expressive from what was being done to her. Her voice was pleading yet punctuated by the admittance of how good it felt to have the merciless vibrators tickling and stimulating her sensitive bits, making her flesh explode with ever growing pleasure that flowed through her body. It pierced Finn's soul, making him want to leap out of his chair to free her...which he absolutely couldn't do. Also...much to something that he did not want to admit, the tunes of her pleasured moans touched him, lustfully, within the deep, dark recesses of his brain...which he neither wanted nor had the capacity to resist. He couldn't stuff his ears with his fingers, nor could he turn away from seeing her writhing...in pleasure now, more than agony. From the sound of her voice, it was slowly becoming obvious that Bronwyn was slowly losing her struggle against the pleasure that the doctor's tools were giving her, and, the telltale signs of extreme arousal were becoming evident, all across her body. Her nipples were tall and hard, her breasts themselves were full and round, the areas around her womanhood were deep with a hot blush, and her sweet, sticky flesh was throbbing, pulsing, and trying to clamp down on the cock that wasn't there. In short...she looked...delicious.

"...B...Brownwyn..." Finn muttered, under his breath, "I'm...sorr...HGGGGHH!"

"Mmmmmmm...now that's what I'm talking about..." Dr. Gross purred, lustfully, as she took hold of Finn's now near fully erect shaft and began squeezing it and slowly pumping it. It was large and meaty. She could barely make her fingers meet her thumb, as she pumped...pumped...pumped...slowly, tightly, and hungrily, staring at it with absolute lust while she delicately smiled and licked her lips. "Yessss..." she nearly whispered, "...quite the specimen. We shall make good time...experimenting, with this thing..." she said, before she came down and began stroking its humungous head in circles around her lips.

"...Hahhh...ahhh...ahhh..." Finn huffed as he felt the doctor stroke him across her face, adoringly. He could feel the warmth of her breath waft over his sensitive flesh, as her lips caressed and teased his head. Soon, she began using her tongue to taste all around his broad, delicious glands, lubing and freshening up his flesh, while she also began using her previously unoccupied hand to pet and stroke across his head. While pumping, slow and constant, with the one hand, she began polishing the broad side of his head with the fingertips of the other, causing an absolute cascade of different pleasures to shock through his meat and surge through his lower body. With the doctor close-eyed in deep enjoyment of what she was doing to him, she slowly nursed his cock up to a nice, throbbing hardness, making his member pulse and twitch, each time she swirled her tongue around the tip of his head, each time she massaged her grip into his shaft, and each time her fingertips played and danced across the broad plains of his pulsing glands, occasionally stroking across the pleasure sparking ridge around it. "A...a-ahhh...oughhh..." Finn moaned constantly, conflicted. He was ashamed that such a thing as Bronwyn's moans made it so easy to turn him on, as well as getting aroused at the prospect of trying to save her. He was conflicted and lost, and the doctor was eating it up...literally, especially as she soon began trying to fit as much of his head into her mouth as she could. "Oughhh, glohhb, nohhh..." Finn huffed in immediate response.

Dr. Gross was only able to get his head into her mouth, and, even that was a bit of a chore. Still, she did her best upon him, capturing the sensitive bulb of his manhood with her hot, devouring hole and then slowly popping this giant, fleshy lollipop in and out her tightly sucking lips with the most wonderful smacks. She constantly ate him with a slow, intense pace, twisting left and right with her lips and exploring the fruit of his manhood, in all its curious measures, with her hot, slippery tongue. She tasted about his curious hole atop his head, when she was just coming down for a new suck, and then she began twirling and twirling her taste buds all over his knob, until her lips fit with a nice, wet smack, as they glided over the ridgeline. She then slowly twisted left and right, eyes closed and loving the way he throbbed and twitched, his hard flesh attentive and responsive to her, with every action that she made. She also occasionally giggled, amused at the fact that some of his limbs and his stomach muscles slightly fluttered and shocked up in place, in response to her good eating of him, especially while her tongue polished and polished his flesh, in whichever section of his head it found itself in. All this happened while her hands gripped his shaft, both of them working to pump and pump his stiffness, occasionally kissing with her lips as she came down for a fresh, new suck. Finn could barely keep his eyes open to see all of this, as the pleasure filled his body to an unbearable degree. He was feeling her and seeing her devour him, slowly, and, he began losing his mind of all clarity, fairly amazed, fascinated, as to how she looked and how well she was eating him. And she, in her twisted, sexy, sadistic state of mind, had to admit: the best thing she liked about all of this...was that he could do nothing to stop it.

Now, Bronwyn was not simply oblivious to all that was going on, across the way. In fact, she found it rather mesmerizing, even to the point where she was forgetting her own pleasure. She had stopped moaning for a while and was simply letting the mercilessly vibing toys that were strapped to her body do their thing. But, what replaced her 'torture' was now the wonderful show of the doctor swallowing Finn's enormous cock and making him fidget around in his chair, a sort of sign and positive reinforcement as to how well Doctor Gross was sucking him. And, since the doctor had opted to stay to the side of his body, hovering over his belly and leaning upon one of his laps for support, she left Bronwyn an unhindered view of all the action. It was so that, in a possible attempt to fantasize and deny the possible horror of their current situation, Bronwyn began to imagine that the ball gag in her mouth was Finn's large, uncompromising manhood, and began playfully biting the thing and licking all over it. All the while, she was now enjoying what the vibrating probes strapped to her excited chest and dripping pussy were doing to her. "Mmmmmhhh...ommmmmhhh...ymmmmmphhh..." she moaned, substituting the imagery before her with a mental movie of her dear...um...granduncle? across the way engaging her in a slow, hot, steamy 69, stuffing his cock into her mouth as he tongued all over her juicy cunt. Vibrators at decent strength, she could almost feel him slowly prod his gigantic head into her lips, while she tongued and tongue the ball gag, thirstily, and could feel his fingers, on either side of her pussy's lips, toying and vibrating, left and right upon her, while his phantom tongue tasted and ravaged her slippery meats between.

Bronwyn was oozing and dripping with natural juices. She was moaning good and hard into her gag and adding to the wonderful atmosphere within the room. It was so pleasing to the doctor's ears that she decided to reward her for her service. She popped Finn out of her mouth and then commanded to Susan, "X-J-7-7..."

"Yes, Doctor." Susan replied at the ready.

"...give us a favor and...clean her up for me. Lick her nice and clean, and...don't forget to give her tasty clit lots and lots of attention."

"...Yes, Doctor." Susan replied and began to get into position.

For a brief moment, Bronwyn wanted to protest. Then she thought...'...No, I don't.' as she wanted so desperately for someone or something to complete her fantasy of Finn, the brave yet now helpless hero, absolutely ravishing her pussy and eating across every single fold she had, as well as mercilessly tonguing her throbbing, pleading clitoris. And so, Susan began, firmly and constantly waving her large, muscular tongue deep into the folds of Bronwyn's thankful cunt, finally satisfying its need to be thoroughly eaten and tasted of its deliciously natural dew, and, she even did as the doctor told, swirling and flicking her slippery taste buds, around and around and up and down, over her firm, tasty, excited clit.

"MMMmmmph...yephhh! Yephhh! Yephhh!" she moaned as her pussy was taken and well satisfied.

"Aghhh...ohmiglohhhbhhh...S-Susan...don't...oughhh!" Finn stammered, losing his mind. He watched both of these ladies across the way, enacting from the doctor's orders, enslaved to her will, and he so desperately wanted to save them from it. But, it was no use. The only thing he could do right now was simply to...surrender...and...enjoy...despite the fact that he couldn't, with a clear conscience. And yet, he was forced to. The doctor's merciless assault upon him caused walls of intense, fiery pleasure to ride through his body, as she massaged, both hands in unison, upon his stiffened, overexcited shaft, and enjoyed torturing him with good, sucking pleasure, swirling and tonguing with her crazed oral muscle, while her tight, unyielding lips slid and sucked, again and again, in a slow, staccato rhythm, producing the most gorgeously sloppy smacks, as she glided up and down his imprisoned head's ridgeline.

Across the way, Bronwyn's pussy was getting a thorough workout as well, with Susan alternating her probing tongue's attention, deep into the folds of her hot, sticky flesh, and flicking and swirling deeply against her stiff, attentive clitoris. Bronwyn loved it, her fantasy playing hard and fast within her head now, imagining Finn's ever expressive cock trapped between her lips, tonguing and tonguing her ball gag as such, while her phantom lover, Finn, continued to devour every miniscule measure of her pussy. It was all so good, so intense to her. that she soon began squirting her pleasure in a hard, expressive geyser, straight into Susan's face and making it splash all over her. Naturally, as she was only following orders, Susan didn't even flinch. She kept tonguing and tonguing Bronwyn without a single pause in her action, making her cum and splash, all over her pretty, lifeless face.

Finn witnessed all this and it simply pushed him over the edge. The disbelief...the awe...the sheer glory of the moment, seeing Bronwyn intensely watch Susan eat her out one second, whimpering and moaning with a tremor in her voice, and then watching her throw back her head in an extreme climax, while she splashed her love juice all across Susan's face and keep going for what seemed an eternity. "Oh...oh, glob..." was all he could say, lost in the moment and unbelievably aroused.

Doctor Gross loved the amazement in his face and continued to suck his now unbelievably hard member. Knowing that all of his attention was on Bronwyn, even possibly considering that he was projecting himself into the moment, Dr. Gross began sucking harder and faster, pumping his cock and sucking constantly across his sensitive ridge. She turned her head to enjoy the view as well, watching Susan make Bronwyn cum and cum, yet, she didn't allow Finn's cock to escape her mouth. She sucked hard, bobbing her head up and down at a swift yet easy pace, causing her lips to make sweet, tiny smacks to be heard, despite Bronwyn's symphonic moaning and muffled squealing. Her tongue laid down the absolutely hard, constant pleasure, polishing his head hungrily and lapping up every drop of pre-cum he had to offer. She was really thirsty now, feeling the steel in his shaft and knowing that he was definitely about to burst. She closed her eyes and continued to pump him like a well, pumping and stroking, wanting to get at the sweet, burning liquids within.

"Oughhhh...!" Finn groaned as his orgasm neared, making Doctor Gross even more enthusiastic in her pleasures. "Ohhh...ah! Ah...!" he continued, as he was pushed to the edge, droplets of sweat streaming from his forehead and several places across his bare, muscular body. Dr. Gross sucked...sucked...sucked...until Finn let out a grumbling moan. "OUghhh!" he cried and began bursting within the doctor's mouth. She continued her action, sucking his cock like a straw and drawing out spurt after spurt of hot, thick, tasty cum from his reservoir. Her hands shook and pumped, milking his shaft, encouraging every single rocket of manly spunk to shoot upward into her mouth, so she could capture it and suck it down.

"Mmmmmmmm...mmmhmmmmmm..." Doctor Gross moaned, loving every second of it.

Bronwyn watched through hazy, weary eyes, enjoying in an almost sadistic way as she saw Finn get his cum sucked all up by the doctor. She could almost taste his spunk flowing into her own mouth, as she clamped down on the ball gag and began sucking and tonguing it up, herself. She was so stimulated again that she began a second round of climax, squirting and splashing whatever she had left onto Susan, her loins, thighs, and even her breasts burning with insurmountable heat and pleasure, so much so that she, after vibrating and twitching from her own orgasm, began to lose consciousness and simply passed out. All the while, images of Finn sharing a moment of extreme passion, permeated her mind, even into her dreams.

Back at Finn's chair, the doctor continued to drink and shake him for all his worth. Even as his spare shots of cum were dying down, she proceeded to tongue and suck hard for even more. His flesh was overly sensitive now and his reservoir was all but emptied, but still, she continued to suck with hard, loud smacks and ravenously polished him with her tongue.

"Oughhh!...Aghhh!...S...Stop!" Finn pleaded, uselessly, as the doctor wanted more...more...more...even as the last drops ceased and his body nearly convulsed from the hard, shocking pleasure that shot through his body. She only stopped, SEVERAL minutes after, when she was absolutely convinced that her meal was finished and his spring had run completely dry. Only then was she satisfied...somewhat.

"Mmmmmmhhh..." Doctor Gross moaned, still taking a few slow, nibbling, lip smacking sucks off of Finn's oversensitive member. "That was...delicious, dearie." she teased, loving the way he was still panting and jolting from her calmer actions. Finn's eyes dimmed, as he was desperate to have some rest, but...

"...Aghhh!" he moaned, as the doctor stuffed his head back into her mouth, jolting him back into full consciousness and keeping both his body...and his manhood from going limp.

"MMmmhmhmhmmm...oh...did you think we were done?" the doctor asked, continuing to eat him and make him twitch and spasm in place. The hard, cruel, extreme pleasure she was giving him made him huff and grind his teeth, while she slowly continued to feast upon his head, sucking slowly and licking it like a lollipop. "Ooooh, not by a long shot, my dear Finn."

She continued a moment, slowly pumping him with a tightly fisted massage and twisting her kiss upon his head, left and right, while her tongue pressed and slid over his captured, sensitive head. "Oh, eks-jay-seven-sevehhhhn." she called out to Susan, who was still eating out Bronwyn, despite the fact that she had lost consciousness ages ago. "Be a dear and turn those foolish things off for me. We mustn't waste energy, you know."

"...Yes, Doctor." Susan complied, standing up and walking behind Bronwyn to do as the doctor said.

After she was done, Dr. Gross simply commanded, "Ohka-ee! Come here, sweetie. Momma needs you."

"Yes, Doctor." she said again and came over to Finn and Dr. Gross.

The doctor's sing-song orders, bringing Susan to her, was a welcoming respite from her attack on Finn's cock...not that it lasted very long. For, as soon as she had her over, the doctor took hold of his balls, gently lifting them up and presenting them to Susan.

"Hoohhh..." Finn gasped, shaking involuntarily. His fleshy sack was surprisingly sensitive, shockingly so.

Doctor Gross glanced back at Finn, smiling at his reaction. She then turned back to Susan and said, "...Fetch 'em up."

"Yes, Doctor." Susan complied and then knelt down to begin holding his balls with a gentle hand, as she began painting them with her tongue.

"OUGHhhh!" Finn responded. He wasn't prepared, not at all, by the sensation of delicate yet intense pleasure that Susan was giving him. "A-aghh...ah...ah...ah..." he huffed and chirped, soon groaning for sure, when Susan gave a surprise by sucking one, gently, into her mouth and massaging it with her warm, slippery tongue. Soon, with her free hand, Susan also began holding onto the lower third of Finn's cock and began stroking it and massaging it, with her palm and rolling fingers. "Ohmyglohhb...ohmyglohhb...S-susan..." Finn panted, watching her work her magic. He was mesmerized, as he looked on. Occasionally...he even thought he saw a glimmer of happiness or enjoyment flicker within her otherwise robotic, deadpan face.

...

In a moment of clarity, as Susan wasn't hitting his head with excruciatingly painful pleasure, Finn was able to look aside to where the doctor was, who had strangely left the immediate area. He spied, out the corner of his eye, that she could...open her belly? She did, in fact, open what looked like a miniature trap door that led to some kind of compartment. Inside of which was a beaker of some sort that had a few hose-like lines that connected to it. What was in the beaker was what disturbed Finn the most, however. His liquid seed was stored there...and the beaker was still half-empty. It was to this that the doctor replied, "Mmmm...not quite full yet." She then turned back to Finn and smiled, saying, "Well, I guess we're just gonna have to milk more out of you, aren't we?"

"Eghhh..." Finn gasped, especially since he saw that the doctor had secured her trap-door belly and was coming back over to him.

"And don't worry Finn. I've a nice pile of empty jars, just like this one..." she said, pointing to the compartment in her belly, "...sitting right...over...there." she pointed to some obscure region of the lab, flanking Finn. He couldn't see her collection of jars, but...he had no reason to doubt her. "So don't worry." she teased as she took hold of his half erect cock, yet again, and began sucking it at her gruelingly slow, intensely enjoyed pace, making him jolt slightly, since it hadn't quite recovered from the last bout, not yet, anyway. "There's plenty more where those came from, and...we're just getting started."

And they worked him out like a machine. Three hands pumped away at his shaft, Susan slowly, constantly sucked and licked at his balls, keeping them nice and warm, while the doctor continued to feast upon his head, in a similar slow, swirling manner as before. Finn's eyes rolled back in his head and he constantly moaned in pleasure. It built up inside of him so much that he simply closed his eyes to it and furrowed his brow, as droplets of sweat continually dripped from nearly every surface of his body. The whole of his manhood was being serviced and devoured, constantly, firmly, and thoroughly. There was nary an inch of him that was left unpleasured. With all this happening to him, it wasn't long until he began gushing again, a steady stream of burning cum rockets flooding the doctor's mouth, as she hurriedly began to suck it all down. She stroked him free of his loads yet again, taking...'extra care' to make sure this round was done, before she stopped sucking and pumping him. She went ahead and checked her big cum jar, kept within her belly, and, this time...

"Oooh, isn't that lovely!" she happily announced. "You filled me all up! Hmmhmm...you even made me overflow!" she said, showing off her big, sticky mess of a sample jar, filled with Finn's spunk and ready to be carried away. Doctor gross disappeared for a moment. Finn could obviously guess where to and why.

Finn was wasted and weary, yet, with Susan's efforts, she at least kept him half erect...which was exactly what the doctor wanted.

In the next moment, Doctor Gross emerged from the periphery of Finn's vision and presented a new...larger tub to catch his samples with. She was sure to show herself reloading the larger, empty cartridge into her belly, before she shut the door on it. "Ohh...gone soft, have we?" she teased then. "Good..."

Finn couldn't, for the life of him, understand why she'd say that. That is...until she began climbing him like a mountain and positioned herself so that her hot, juicy pussy began to kiss the top of his head. "...ulp..." he swallowed hard. He knew what was going to happen next.

"...I think it'll be easier to slip this guy in, while he's sleepy..." she teased, as she reached behind and began forcing his slightly flaccid cock into her warm crevice.

"Hgggghhh!" Finn groaned, gritting his teeth. He was now even more sensitive than the last time she kept going upon him. Despite his want for all this to stop, he was still getting stimulated and slowly began hardening again, inside of her. Of course, as she began gyrating her hips and slowly starting her ride, she began moaning her approval.

"Oughhh...that's it, big guy. Give it to me good." Dr. Gross groaned, picking up some speed as he got harder and harder within. "You've had enough pleasure at my expense, dear boy. It's time for mommy to get some. Oughhh...yesssss...and don't you dare think of going soft on me now. We're just getting warmed up!"

...To be continued...

-Sorry no noties just yet...I'm a little worn out, hahaha.-

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