Watching TV and feeling her up

Miraculously, despite the presence of her plush body breathing softly alongside your own, you manage to get through the entire first episode without giving in to your baser urges. You even have the presence of mind to ask her what she thought of the pilot afterwards.

"Mm, It was interesting." is her reply. "I knew about baby Yoda from Tumblr already, but wow... He really is so cute!"

"Yup, I thought you'd like that part."

"He doesn't bring him back to the German man, does he?" she asks fearfully, suddenly clapping her hands to her mouth.

"He doesn't... Die...?"

You give her an ominous look, gesturing toward the TV with a smirk.

"Dunno. More?"

"Are there any Jedis in this?" she asks, nestling back into your side in a manner that answers your question more clearly than words ever could. You launch the second episode and coil your arm around her again before returning your attention to the large monitor atop your dresser.

"Shh. You'll see."

After about twenty minutes of uneventful silence, though, your growing lust outstrips the will to preserve her viewing experience. While she gazes up, transfixed, at the cinematic splendour of the Disney+ series your free hand slithers up to caress her big, heavy boobs. This provokes a yelp of surprise from the distracted Love Doll, who squirms at your touch (though with considerably less rancor than she did a few hours prior).

"Hey!" she sniffs, blushing so furiously that it shows through her makeup, "I didn't say you could touch them like that...!"

"Oh yeah?" you grunt, redoubling your efforts with a grin. You fluff those titties like wads of dough, heedless of her squeaking and half-hearted proclamations of displeasure; so half-hearted, in fact, that she's vibrating against you in the throes of orgasm mere moments after uttering them!

"Y-Yeah..." she warbles, already defeated. You can see her teeth working at her lower lip as she presses her tits into you waiting palm, as if the girl is conflicted about giving in to your touch so easily.

You rule Harley's mounds for the rest of the episode: squeezing them, kneading them, pinching her nipples - even giving them a tender slap now and then... And through it all your Love Doll gasps and quivers in ecstasy, messing the bed with her fluids.

From there, a few words is all it takes:

"Get on my dick."

...And the endorphin-addled blonde complies, her jiggling ass hovering in your field of vision for only a moment before she willingly - and loudly - takes your waiting cock right to the hilt.