...his lap. She shook and convulsed, feeling her pussy squirt all over his softening dick.
"Oh that was so good..." Sala moaned, sliding her hand down between her legs. She rubbed at her still hot and wet pussy.
"Sala, did you hear me, I came inside you. What are we going to do? I didn't want to be a father!" Peter said, a look of worry on his face.
"Don't worry about it, part-Clavat part-Selkies can only mate with other Selkies or part Selkies. I can't get pregnant with Clavats." Sala said, crouching close to him. She pecked him on the lips and smiled, getting up. Cum dribbled from her pussy across his cock.
"What a relief...so...um...was this just...a one time...thing?" Peter asked hopefully.
"Well, you'll just have to wait and see won't you?" Sala smiled, climbing out of the Caravan. She gave him a wink just as the curtain swung closed.
There was a muffled cheer from inside the Caravan.
"Sala!" Flora hissed behind her.
Sala swung around and came face to face with an enraged Flora.
"How dare you...we are a Caravan on a mission and all you can think about is who can fuck you." Flora hissed angrily.
"Hey, we're both happy, there's no lasting effects and almost nobody knows about it." Sala shrugged.
"How can you be so relaxed about this? You are unbelievable." Flora said, following her around the Caravan.