I crossed my arms under my chest, lips pursed and eyes narrowed in a sort of judgmental gaze as I looked down on the diligent Halcyon. How could something so perfect exist? My mind could scarcely accept it, and yet I was constantly bombarded by reminders that it was indeed truth - her dainty hand closing around my shaft, for example, its gel-slicked softness moving up and down the thing, getting it ready to 'service' her once again. I had half a mind to coat her pretty face with spunk right here and now, but that would make me the party-pooper, wouldn't it? Eh... ignore that pun.<br/><br/>I didn't move as Halcyon turned off the faucet, but I couldn't help but shift a little as she went down to hands and knees and fucked herself a little with her lubed fingers... How could she be so amazingly sensual and have no intent or even awareness of it? Perhaps that added to her mystical effect on me... Either way, I couldn't take it any longer, as I slipped down to my knees, taking a position behind and between her legs. It took all the self-control I had ever developed to not go feral here and now and use this doll for all she was worth. No, I needed to make sure she'd be in good shape for future 'sessions' without short-changing myself here and now... But, leaving her needing to wobble a bit when she walked and wince when she took a seat would be just fine...<br/><br/>I pressed my cock-head to that tightest of orifices, only taking a moment to line it up before grabbing her pale hips and making her my kebab. I wondered for a moment if all the lube had just gotten pushed off of me, but the heat and throbbing tightness of Halcy's ass quickly washed that thought far away from my conscious mind. After only a few seconds of letting her adjust, my Manlian root instincts started to take me over, and I began to both thrust into her and pull her hips to me at the same time, an animal growl emanating from my normally feminine voice. With every push I could feel her insides trying to recover, giving me a new challenge with each, but I could also feel them gradually weakening, giving up against my onslaught. It wouldn't take much of this to get me to blow...