Practice kissing with Magical Sexdoll Head?

Walt opens his eyes and starts, “See, just do that and- mphf?!”, but cut off when Peter’s puckered lips presses on hers rubbery pink lipstick lips. Walt tries to clamp down her lips but only embolden Peter thinking she’s kissing back. The head grumbles angrily then in surprise when Peter rotates her in a slight tilt as his puckered lips push to part her lips open for him to then open his mouth, getting both lips perfectly interlock in a passionate kiss fit for a wedding day! The mannequin head tries to wiggle in protest, though admittedly impressed of this ‘bad’ kiss Peter was worried about. Almost enough to even melt in it’s passion.

Unfortunately for Walt, as soon as that was pondered, immediately she finds out why as she gives a muffled gasp with eyes widen in surprise by a full-on porn level French kiss tongue deep-throat into Walt’s silicone mouth! Peter’s mouth interlock deeply on her, allowing his wet tongue to go in deep, reaching pass her own, the sudden jabbing at her throat so much it reflexively causes gagging!

She coughs, then murmurs angrily as she tries to push his mouth out with hers, her tongue lashing up and pressing back against his, but his tongue just licks about hers aggressively, him sucking at her mouth to pull her tongue back in his tongues range to fondle whenever she muffled growls as her tongue tries to push his out. She quickly tires under his barrage of passionate deep kisses, grumbling between a few gag coughs. Peter finishes his demonstration, pulling back panting with a string of saliva between his and the female sex doll’s mouth.

Peter wipes his face and answers short of breadth and blushing, somewhat surprise of real lipstick smeared on sex doll head lips, “There! Best I got. Don’t know why she didn’t like it…”, then attempt to fix head’s dark short hair he ruffled.

Coughing a bit more, Walt answers, breathless but mostly bewildered trying to regain composure while hoping the doll face can’t blush, “Of course it wouldn’t work! *cough* Not all kisses involve french kiss! Get your head out of the gutter!” Seeing Peter looking confused, Walt rolls his eyes, “Just focus on kissing. Purse lips like this”, then the mannequin head purse lips.

Peter does and the mannequin head gives an affirmative ‘mm-hmm’, but groans when Peter takes that as a go ahead to lock lips again. Peter tries to respond a muffled, “Like this”, but barely intelligible. The mannquin head repeats mm-hmm, but immediately grunts muffled negative mm-mm, when she feels his tongue start to slip in. He pulls back, still confused. Walt growls, “No tongue!”

Peter nods and before Walt can give anymore pointers, Peter muffles her lips with his in a third go. The mannequin head grumbles a bit but stops when realizing he’s actually doing it this time, wet lips interlock again and moving down and up along hers. She reciprocates this behavior with doing the same, fondling gentle near perfect passionate kiss better than with his wife on their wedding day!

Peter pulls back again, happy to see Walt isn’t mad for once, then proceeds to fix her hair again. The head answers, Between light breadths from being a little swooned by the improved performance, “Fucking Finally. Now that wasn’t hard, was it?”, then with more of a feminine giggle, “All with your fly out too, Son.”

Peter looks down in shock, realizing he never successfully got his pants up and quickly fumbles with them, nearly dropping the magical talking sexdoll head. Unable to fix belt one-handed, he tries to shimmy jeans to the hip then press hand with head there to pin pants as he fumbles with belt. The head eyes widen in surprise getting this close to the massively erect dick the length of her head! In a whiny voice fit for a female mannequin head, she responds, “Hey, not so close. You can poke an eye with that!” Peter…