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beneath him, helpless to do anything but listen to his words.
    His smile just wouldn't stop shining as he rolled her nipples in his hands, listening to the little sighs falling from her lowered head. The panties would have to come off soon. He noticed the darkening wet spot formed by over an hour of agonizing pleasure, a rising symphony of euphoria he would soon
    conduct to its glorious climax.
    Finally, the milk had slowed enough for him to draw his hands away, but he knew it would return in just an hour. “Are you ready to meet pleasure in its purest form?”
    She moaned in answer, closing her eyes and devouring his hot whisper. He planted a light kiss on her bare shoulder and moved behind her, pressing his sturdy hands to her ivory thighs. They instinctively moved away for him.
    His face tightened with concentration as he toyed with the hem of her dark purple panties. It only amused him for a moment before raw need took over. In one swift jerk, his powerful arm tore them
    down her legs.
    Not bothering to pull them all the way off her body, he yanked down his trousers and pushed forward, grabbing her swollen breasts for leverage as he mounted her. Mallory shuddered and sighed as he
    entered her from behind.
    “Shhhh. Moments like this call for quiet, Mallory. Try to enjoy the natural rhythm building inside of us, and keep it from spilling away,” he said softly, remembering a meditation trick he had learned from years of studying Tantric sex.
    She was only held aloft by her burning knees, elbows, and his merciless hands. The rest of her melted as he began to thrust, pushing waves of heat into her body from head to toe. Hughes took his hands off her breasts only long enough to reach down to her throbbing clitoris.
    Mallory did what she could to repress her rising screams, but not very successfully. Her noises only seemed to drive the Doctor on harder. His thrusts quickened with the urgency in her voice, leaving him to stab her with furious jerks, strokes that matched her pulse.
    “God, I can't take this!” She said, unable to repress her lightning strewn voice anymore. “I'm going to...”
    Just as her orgasm began, Hughes reached for the leather straps around her shoulders. He yanked her upward, until she fell straight down on his erection, engulfing him. The blinding movement was filled with so much heat that her eyes rolled.
    Something had changed inside her body, though she couldn't say what. More than just her breasts.
    Mallory's inner muscles spasmed, harder than ever before. She was growling and gnashing her teeth as she came, feeling her quivering flesh wrapping around his hardness. The pressure seemed to surprise Hughes – so much hotter, harder, and wetter than anything he had taken.
    A side effect of the drug?
    His mind barely had time to consider it. Her movements scalded him until he lost control, smacking up and down into her, his hardening balls shaking with desperation.
    Hughes' fingernails dug into the cushions surrounding her squirting nipples as he came. The seed
    pumped through him in scorching jets, blasting into her depths, a void he wanted to seal forever with his molten semen.
    They were no longer man and woman as they rocked and sweated on the little mattress. Rather, they
    coupled as wild beasts, surrendering civility to the irresistible prison bars of pleasure. Orgasm
    manipulated their rustling muscles like puppet parts, demanding rough jerks and grimaces for its own amusement.
    When it was over, Hughes collapsed along her back, enough to send her spiraling toward the bucket.
    He barely reached out in time to pull it out from under her. Milk sloshed in the large container.
    Mallory knew her nipples were still leaking, soaking into her bed. She didn't care. With her heartbeat slowly winding down, back to reasonable levels, she turned her head and kissed the Doctor's waiting lips.
    He devoured her lips for a moment, then placed his outstretched hand on her forehead. He patted her with his wide