”“No, like this?”“Just like this,” I said between kisses and excited exhales. “Me on top of his baby girl, fucking the bejesus out of you....I’ll say, ‘sorry, officer, your baby girl is too fucking hot!’”She giggled. “He’ll fuck you up so bad…”“Fuck that bitch-ass. I can take him.”“Nuh-unh,” she said, shaking her head while I licked her face, chin to temple.“Ew,” she complained. “He’ll shoot you,” she said with another giggle.“Ha,” I said as more rumbling thunder crashed. “That’s why I get to. It grew warmer and wetter at the sight of her son, urging Beverly to think and do things no mother should. She tried to ignore it, but the feeling spread upward, calling her small, perky, tits to life. To her shame, Beverly was actually licking her lips thinking about how much bigger Wesley's cock must be by now. She banished that thought from her mind at once, scrambling for anything to distract her from thoughts of fucking Wesley. In a panic, she settled on her private holodeck records,. Unwanted pregnancies, STDs and sexual taboos were unknown. Pansexuality, polyamorous promiscuity, and physical attractiveness were universal.Yet despite this, many things remained similar, including Dave's beloved Disney cartoon films (a passion for which his alternate self shared), of which all existed, with roughly similar stories, characters, and even songs. As in our world, they were considered children's classics. And yet the content reflected the sexualized nature of that universe. Many. I was moaning uncontrallably as she slid slowly in and out of me. She was being gentle, she then layed down on my back and I could feel her breasts on my back and she kept this slow and deep pace up for a while. She made love to me, it wasn't fucking anymore. After about 10 minutes I could feel her cock starting to get a little harder and her breath a little more shallow. She reached her arms around me and held me tight as she pushed into me deeply and filled me with her cum. She just layed.