It's like she's tipsy on his cum, and she wants more

Reaching down with a teddy bear claw, Sarah pulled out some of the wet fluff he'd cum on, lifting it to her nose and sniffing it. "Tom, you have no idea...I don't even think you could know." She leaned back, stretching a little, and her voice started to slur a little the more she spoke. "This isn't like befooore, my body didn't just have your cum in it...I absooooorbed it, soaked it in, made it a part of me. Some of my fluff is drenched in your cum and it feels so fucking goooooood." She giggled, like she did when she started to get tipsy.

This was still a little concerning to Tom, but he decided to quiet that voice. This was what Sarah wanted and, well, it was pretty hot. "I'm glad, honey." His mouth felt dry as he almost held back what he was about to say. "If I can get hard again, I can...do that more? If you want?"

"Yes pleeeeaaaassseee~!" she cried, reaching over and immediately playing with his soft cock. It felt strange, getting a handjob from what felt like a stuffed animal, but maybe it was that strange exoticism that helped the process along. He wasn't getting hard particularly fast, it took another ten minutes of stroking and teddy bear tits in his face, but he finally reached full mast again. "My ass, this time! Fuck my ass until it riiiiips!"

Shivering from just hearing that, Tom got himself sitting up on the bed as Sarah moved around, turning her soft furry ass towards him. Her pussy was still leaking out fluff every so often, and he wondered if that could become a problem...probably not, right? They could just stuff it back in later, and sew her up.

Thrusting into her ass was just as easy as her pussy. After all, now there weren't too many differences between them. Her asshole was just as silky smooth, just as velvety soft, the only difference was the shape and the tightness. His cock was squeezed harder, and he didn't need any prompting from her to go hard.

After all, this wasn't really a person, wasn't his wife, it was a toy. A slutty stuffed animal who begged for cock and loved cum. She wanted to be ripped, pleaded for it, and he would give it to her. Perhaps the seams on her ass weren't as strong, or perhaps he was just fucking her harder from the start, but it didn't take long for the stitches to start going, and for his cock to not be slipping inside a soft pocket but penetrating a sea of white fluff, ready to be defiled.

The entire time, Sarah was moaning, only barely in intelligible words. "Fuuuuuuuuck~~ Rip me, tear me, break me, ruin me completely~!" The more she said things like that in her lewd voice, the more her masochism felt right to Tom, the more any worries about her pain or safety fled away. She'd wanted this, wanted to become a toy made for being broken.

It was focusing on thoughts like that, focusing on the fluff he shouldn't have been able to feel surrounding his cock, focusing on the rips and tears, including a growing split on the seam the bisected her ass he hadn't meant to start ripping, that sent him over the edge again, cumming into her and thoroughly soaking any dry fluff that remained in that part of her body.

When he leaned back, a little disgusted with himself but more proud at what he'd done, she quickly pounced on him, even more off from how she would normally be acting. "That was good, but Sarah wants mooooooooore~" She opened her mouth and pointed with both claws, clearing wanting to get facefucked next.

Sadly, Tom had to tell her, "Sorry, but I'm spent. I don't know if I'll be able to get hard again today, not after two times so soon back to back..." After all, he was getting older, and getting it up was becoming more and more of a struggle.

She frowned at that, but had an idea on what to do about it.