Dr. Eliot reached for the keys, but the fish woman pulled them back. She leaned forward, closed her eyes, and puckered her lips together.
"Are you crazy? You want me to kiss you?!" The doctor asked.
The creature smacked her lips. Dr. Eliot felt completely humiliated doing this, but he had ****. He quickly leaned forward and gave her a peck on the cheek. The creature dropped her act to give him a cute pout. Then she closed her eyes and puckered up again. She wanted a kiss on her lips.
The doctor was beyond mortified. He didn't want to do this in public, but he couldn't deny that she looked incredibly sexy like this. It wasn't as if she was twisting his arm to do something cruel. He leaned forward again and pressed his lips to hers.
In an instant she grabbed him around the neck, pressed her body to his, and thrust her tongue into his mouth. Dr. Eliot moaned in shock, but she refused to let him go. One hand caressed his ass while the other held him by the back. There was nowhere for him to go, held in place by her arm, her breasts, and her surprisingly soft lips.
When she finished her make-out session, she gently pulled back and tossed his keys into the sand behind him. The creature looked his body up and down before giving a playful wink. He had no chance to respond before she dove back into the water, cheerfully clutching his swim trunks as her latest prize.
Dr. Eliot could feel an erection growing as he watched her leave him once again stranded naked on the beach. He turned around, covered his shame as best he could, and grabbed his keys. In the back of his mind, he couldn't help but anticipate just what the fishwoman would make him do next. Last time she groped his chest. This time she wanted a kiss. If they kept this up, her games were bound to go ever farther.
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