#justthemechanicsdaughter

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      Lainey hadn’t seen her partner for a while and really       missed him. She was almost asleep when she felt       her mattress shift with weight of someone climbing       into her bed. Her eyes opened and she sat up on her       elbows. Once her eyes adjusted and she saw who it       was, she was on her knees and pulling him closer.       Her lips found his in a hungry kiss, showing him just       how much she’d missed him, as her hand cradled       the back of his neck. “I missed you so fucking much.”       she breathed as they parted ever so slightly and she       ran a hand through her long hair, getting it out of the       way, before pulling him back in, pressing herself against       him even if she still had clothes on consisting of very       short pair of cotton shorts and matching oversized       pajama top over a lingerie set of black lace.

The Professor had pressed his body against Lainey’s as he kissed her back. He hadn’t expected to be gone for so long and he wanted to make it up for her. If he could. “I missed you too,” he told her, and kissed her back. “Let me show it to you. Please?”

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            ‘i’m not awake right now, please leave a MESSAGE.’

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             Lainey would have to admit, she’d never imagine a               position like this. She was upside down with her palms               resting on the floor, almost like a handstand, with her               partner’s hands wrapped around her hips as he thrust               into her. Her inner walls tried to tighten around him as he               did so but his moment didn’t allow for that and her slight                breasts moved with each thrust. A groan escaped her                but she didn’t say anything, her focus remaining on                her position and not losing her balance.

The Professor sat down as he pushed his cock further into Lainey’s core. With her in this position, more of his cock could be pushed into her. And he could fill her up with more cum. “You like this?” He asked. “You like me filling you up like this?”

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       Lainey was supposed to be looking over some music for        her next concert. It wasn’t new music but she liked to be        thoroughly prepared. She was in the middle of a piece when        she felt her under be pushed aside. She’d been stressed        out about the concert and she could barely remember the        last time she’d gone to bed for activities other than sleeping.        When she felt a tongue licking against her folds, she spoke,        her breath slightly shaky, “Professor…it is you doing this…        right?” She hoped it was her partner as the tongue went        inside her. Lainey’s eyes rolled back before her eyes closed.        “Professor…” she groaned as her hips arched towards the        sensation, seeking more pleasure.

Seeing Lainey sitting at the table in her skirt made the Professor have some ideas. He moved under the table and pushed her skirt up slightly and then her underwear aside. Pressing his lips to her pussy, he slipped his tongue inside her. “Yes, it’s me,” he told her. “I thought you might need to relax ...”

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      Lainey didn’t even know she could raise her leg so high but       that combined with other factors was giving her so much more       pleasure as her partner thrust into her. It was different and she       was thoroughly enjoying it. A hand resting on the table beside       her and her hip leaning against it were all that she had to help       with her balance though he was holding her up. “Any other       positions you want to suggest trying?” she asked, “’Cause this       one works well, I’m wondering what else you’ve got up your       sleeve.”

The Professor pressed closer to Lainey, as he thrust his cock into her pussy, past her folds. He had her leg up and over his shoulder. A position he was told about that would make her take all of his cock. He looked over at her, between thrusts. “It does, doesn’t it?” He asked. “I’m not too sure about that. But maybe we could look into it together?”

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        “I said I had to go undercover but hey, you can KEEP ME         COMPANY.” Lainey told him with a shrug before adding,         “You look just as HANDSOME without the facial hair by the          way.”

“Well, I don’t want to see you in harms way,” the Professor began, as he moved away from the mirror. He looked over at her. “You think I look handsome like this?”

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        “I’m pretty sure you’re the only person who’s ever         that…but thanks, I guess?” Lainey let out a little         laugh before continuing, “In my experience,         people usually say things like that when they         want something. So…what do you want?”

The Professor chuckled softly. “I am. Well, I’m honoured,” he told her, as he looked at her. He furrowed his brows. “Why would I have to g=have something? Couldn’t it have just been a compliment?”

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       “Morning…” Lainey called, still a little groggy as she emerged from        the TARDIS’ kitchen with a coffee mug in hand. She was never a        morning person and especially not until she’d finished at least        one cup of coffee. She was wearing a tee shirt she found some        where that was too big on the short and skinny brunette and it hung        off, exposing her shoulder and collar bone on one side. “So…what’s        on the schedule for today?”

Waking up the next morning, the professor never saw Lainey beside him. Getting up, he wrapped his robe around him, before heading down towards the kitchen of the TARDIS - where he saw Lainey in one of his t-shirts. “Oh, morning ...” he greeted. “Well, I was thinking the 25th Century?”