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My mother told me if I was good part 2

My mother told me if I was good part 2

"Oh, Kyle, that feels so good! I love it when you eat my pussy. You're going to make me cum like crazy."

He smiled at hearing that, because Patsy achieving an orgasm was one of the best parts of his sessions with her. More of her delicious juices had been secreted, and his tongue eagerly sluiced them off her crotch and lips before starting to lick her other outer lip. This one was just as warm and smooth as the first had been, and he treated it the same way, taking his time and reveling in every second until he kissed her mons again.

By that time, Patsy's beautiful pussy was fucking up against his face, as her body writhed in pleasure. When he raised his head to look over her form, he was elated at the way she was thrashing under him and her head, eyes closed and a smile of bliss on her mouth, was tossing from side to side on the pillow. The seller of Patsy had told the truth when they described how their product was designed to function. Kyle was aware her actions were a matter of timing, rather than actual responses to what he was doing, but he still felt good about giving somebody as beautiful as his red-haired Irish Lassie such a great time in bed.

There was a heavy flow of her delicious juices, and he relished every drop of them before starting to lick between the folds of her inner lips, in the beautiful pink slit itself.

She was rocking from side to side besides all the other wild movements she was programmed to make, and her throaty voice was telling him everything he liked hearing from her with the soft, throaty voice that was so erotic.

"Oh, Kyle, I need to cum! Suck my clit and make me cum."
Knowing her orgasm would begin erupting in 90 seconds, he wrapped his lips around her lifelike clit and started to suck. Although his experience in eating out real women was nonexistent, he had been fully assured by Loving Dolls they felt just like Patsy's engorged man in the boat. While he sucked, his tongue caressed the succulent morsel, and he could feel fresh juices dribbling onto his chin.

"Yes! Yes!" she cried ecstatically, and Patsy's thighs clamped onto his head as she started Cumming.

She continued rocking on her perfectly formed ass while her upper body rose and fell, alternating with her pussy which continued ramming into Kyle's face, but harder than it had. Patsy climax continued, also for 90 seconds, until all her muscles clenched, and she uttered an incoherent shout of ecstasy. After licking all the fresh juices from her thighs and pussy, he backed away, letting her legs drop to the mattress. His cock was stiff and ready for the next thing he wanted to do with the sexy doll, and he told her what that would be.

"I'm going to fuck you, Patsy."

"Oh, Kyle, I just love your big cock in my pussy," she responded.

Her other programmed responses were to spread her legs, but not to raise them and to reach down to her pussy. Kyle adjusted her fingers so they were holding apart her lips and moved closer, guiding his cock with one hand so he could support his weight on the other. His statement had also activated the reservoirs inside her thighs to start pumping more of her lubricating juices into the pink channel where his cock would be, and some of them were already trickling out onto the bed.

After moving his cock from side to side in the flow and spreading the lubricant, Kyle placed the head between the lips Patsy was holding open and thrust forward, wedging the first two inches into the warm, slick place that had been so cleverly designed for him. The penetration was enough to activate more internal sensors, and she released her pussy lips and raised her arms in greeting to him. Once he sprawled on top of her, she would hug his shoulders and do the other things she was programmed to do.

The first time he fucked Patsy, Kyle did not wear a condom, and he had to carefully wash her out after he was done. The second time, he had worn protection, although he felt rather silly about it, so he would not have to clean up after shooting his cum into her. It was not even close to being as much fun that way. The warm fluids lubricating her pussy and coating the inside of her mouth and the gentle rollers there and in her ass felt infinitely better on his cock when there was nothing in the way. He never used a condom after that. Washing the holes, he filled with his semen was a nuisance, but worth the added pleasure he got when his cock was bare.

Patsy's pussy was tight, but its elasticity and the lubricant enabled Kyle to plunge the entire length of his cock into her with a few thrusts, and his dark pubic hair was mingling with her soft, red bush. He adjusted her eyes to the slits he liked and lay like that for a minute, while the soft rollers along the channel leading from her soft pink hole massaged his cock, the way he imagined the pussy of a flesh and blood woman would do. They would continue operating like that for twenty minutes after penetration, unless he pulled his shaft out of her and kept it out.

"I love your cock in my pussy, Kyle. It's so big and hard," Patsy breathed into his ear.

"Now, really fuck me good and make me cum again."

That was exactly what he wanted to do and, of course, he wanted to cum also, but not until he had enjoyed her reaching an orgasm. Slowly he drew his cock back until just the head was still inside, paused briefly, and drove it all the way back in. Patsy sensed what was happening; her legs gripped his and she thrust her body forward to meet him, sighing as Kyle's cock filled her again.

"Yes! Yes! Like that!" she urged him. "Really give it to me!"

No urging was necessary, but it gave him an erotic thrill to hear Patsy telling him how good it felt and what a great time he was giving her, so Kyle let all the sound bites be played. He continued fucking her with long, slow strokes, and the redhead responded as she had while he was eating her pussy. With every minute that passed, her movements grew wilder as she built up to her orgasm, and Kyle could feel his building also.

Except for her moans of bliss, which were starting to end in whimpers, Patsy was silent as the fucking continued. Although Kyle reveled in the erotic sound of her voice, he had not wanted a sex partner who was too much of a chatterbox, so his order had included relatively little talking. He had no need for his partner to tell him orally what was happening when the movements of her body told him so much better.

Those movements were telling him she was almost ready to cum. Patsy's body was thrashing about under him while her pussy rammed against his pubic area, smearing her lubricant all over him. He was almost ready to climax too, so he started plunging his cock into her faster, and she reacted by matching his speed.

"Oh, god, I'm Cumming," she announced at the end of the predetermined time.

Her actions were very much like her first orgasm, except she clutched his shoulders and dug her fingernails into him. They were flexible, rather than sharp, and he felt them digging into his skin, but only hard enough to add to the eroticism, and not hard enough to draw blood. Once more, when she climaxed, Patsy's body convulsively clenched before all her muscles relaxed. Kyle's climax exploded too, and he pumped a gusher of cum into her pussy but continued driving his cock in and out until he had shot two more loads of semen into the same place,

After he was through ejaculating, Kyle lay on top of his partner for a few minutes before rolling off Patsy's lush body. He turned her on her side so he could lie in the spoon position with her while his cum trickled down her thigh. He liked doing this after making love with his personal Irish lassie.

After a few minutes of resting, he would get up and shower before going about whatever he needed to do that day. This would include, as part of the housekeeping tasks he performed regularly, carrying her to the bathtub where he would wash his saliva and cum from her pussy and replenish her lubricating fluids if necessary. For a while, though, he preferred to whisper sweet nothings into her ear and enjoy the warm afterglow of love.
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