When Ines first returned to Rhodes Island the Doctor struggled to look her in the eyes; more often than not his gaze wouldn't even make it to her face. Not because he was intimidated by the mercenary; although she did possess an sharp aura. It was her smooth, long legs that captured the Doctor's attention, while his mask would have been capable of concealing his lecherous gaze his shadow had no such protection. It didn't take long for Ines to sleuth out what his strong fascination in her was about. She might not have been able to read minds, but when one's perversion was so deeply embedded in them it was clear to see in their shadow. At first she was able to deal with it due to the limited interactions with each other, but that would soon change when he appointed her to be his next assistant.
The day started the same as any other, both Ines and the Doctor were seated at their respective desks working through the stacks of paperwork left for them. It wasn't until she stood up to retrieve a folder from a nearby shelf that the vibe of the office took a drastic turn. Her back was to the Doctor when she heard a whisper meant for no one but himself, "Damn, I really want to taste you like yogurt". Ines twisted around to glare at him expecting him to apologize or pretend that he didn't say anything. What she didn't expect to happen was for him to double down with another obscene comment, "I want to taste you". She couldn't help but stare at him with a look of utter confusion, "What is wrong with you?" she asked hoping for some kind of sensible response, but of course the Doctor had no such thing in mind. Once again he made it clear just how down bad he was for the woman, "I'll do anything you want just please let me have my head in between your thighs." Ines could only ask him "Are you serious?" and in a heartbeat she was answered with a prompt "Absolutely". With a quick stride to entrance the door was locked and the merc made her way to the Doctor's desk with a bit more sway to her hips than usual.
That's how Ines found her on his desk, legs spread, giving the now unmasked Doctor a clear view up her skirt and at the black panties she was wearing. The man looked up at her looking for permission to dig into his new morsel, and when he received it he dove in like a man on a mission. At first he was so desperate that he didn't even remove her panties, opting instead to use his tongue to trace her folds through the fabric. With each lick the woman's underwear became more and more damp in part due to his work and her own building arousal. Before long the Doctor grew tired of the taste of fabric and moved his hands up her skirt to grab hold of the waistline of her panties and began to shimmy them down her legs until they were removed completely. Now that her pussy was laid bare he was able to begin feasting in earnest. His tongue was between her lips within seconds striking out at her warm insides.
Ines tried to muffle her moans in an attempt to deprive the Doctor of any satisfaction that he may have gotten from the act, but that wouldn't last long. It didn't take him long to find her sweet spot and when he did the poor woman let out a loud pleasure filled gasp. With the added motivation he began using his fingers to stimulate her clit while he ate her out. The combined assault destroyed any resistance she had left and soon enough a string of moans flowed from her mouth as a stream of her nectar poured from her nether lips. The Doctor only upped the intensity of his efforts vigorously drinking her fluids as fast as he could in an attempt to bring the merc to orgasm. His efforts were rewarded with a sharp gasp followed by Ines thighs squeezing the sides of his head, keeping him in place as a torrent of girl cum crashed into his face. He tried to indulge in as much as he could but the well was too deep and much of her release found its way into his hair and on his clothes. When she finally came down her gaze was met with the Doctor's face mere centimeters from her own. "I'm so fucking hard it hurts". "That's not my problem, our deal was for you to 'taste' me and you have". "Please, Ines, I'm begging you". "Fine, but pull out or you're a dead man".
And with that his pants were around his ankles and his cock was prodding at her snatch. A small push forward and he was past her pussy lips, each tiny movement forward pushed his member deeper into her warm, wet, and tight walls. The way Ines's folds squeezed him made it hard to not bust his load then and there, but eventually with enough restraint he managed to fully sheathe himself within her. When their hips made contact the Doctor grabbed Ines by the neck and started licking her lips trying to get into her mouth. She kept her lips sealed shut until his cock was almost completely withdrawn from her snatch only to be slammed back in causing her mouth to open with a deep moan, the Doctor to that opportunity to invade her mouth. Her tongue began pushing back against his but each time she tasted herself on it her will faded more and more. Eventually he gave her tongues some reprieve as he pulled his head back and began sucking on her throat in a move that would surely leave a visible mark of their tryst.
Soon enough the previously slow beat of their lovemaking gave way to a faster more primal effort. The Doctor pounded into her like his life depended on it, remodeling her walls to better fit his cock with each thrust. Ines's pussy leaked fluids down his member, coating it in a sticky sheen that only served to make his thrust smoother and faster. His work on her throat continued as he began tracing her neck with his tongue searching for more places for him to mark her as his. The papers on his desk were becoming soaked by her arousal, though neither of them really cared about work at this point. His desk shook each time he fucked up into her, the contents of each drawer sliding around as a result. The tightest gripping of his member yet told him of Ines's impending climax, and sure enough a flood of her nectar spilled out onto him. He continued fucking her through her orgasm until the pleasure became too much and he pulled out as a stream of cum flew out and stained her dark skirt white. Despite having just come the Doctor was still sporting a full erection, with an exasperated sigh Ines hopped off the desk and discarded the stained garments before turning over and presenting her pale peach to him.
It was much easier to reach the deeper parts or her snatch when she was bent over the desk like she was or at least the Doctor thought it was. The sounds of squelching and the loud sound of wet skin smacking together as their coupling became much rougher than before. Ines attempted to twist her neck and look at him but she quickly found her face pressed down against the desk's surface with one of his hands on the back of her neck. The harsh treatment caused her to leak more of her arousal down her legs and into the growing puddle beneath them. The Doctor's previously tame thrust gave way to a harsh, forceful rutting as he gave in more and more into his instincts. Ines once again hit her peak and squirted on his cock but a loud explosion coming from the entrance distracted him from pulling out in time causing him to accidently flood her womb with a load of hot, gooey cum. When he finally removed himself from her snatch he nearly gave up to the ghost upon looking towards that door and making eye contact with a particularly unhinged looking W.
W observed the scene before her. First looking at her friend bent over a table with cum leaking from between her legs and to the Doctor's still hard cock, coated with a mixture of Ines's and his own cum. Before she could formulate a response to what she was seeing the Doctor with as much charisma as he could muster opened his mouth and asked "Do you want to join us?.