Smothering

****, lying in wake while feeling an unpleasant... pounding against her chest. She didn't wake up right away, only listening to the soft pleasuring moans in the distant. Weakly, she eyes slowly peered open. A sticky cream paste was laced over her lips and chin, though it didn't feel as if something penetrated her. Her brow narrowed down at the doctor, getting a taste of her cunt.

Veronica was so numbed out from the shock, what should be questionable pleasure is just, questionable. Without a second thought with what strength she could muster, she wrapped her thighs around the doctors head. Locking her down on her cunt.

"Just what... The hell do you think you're doing!"

Ronnie snapped back to life. If her legs were enough to hold her down, she reached down grabbing a fist full of her scarlet hair. Her nippled hardened, eager within the gentle breeze.