Elen: Thank you. But why you do not really want me? Only want to be with me in public.Me: Elen I told you that I am married.Elen: You do not want a Mi...tress? You not like women?Me: Oh dear, I love women, I love my wife. What do you mean Mistress?Elen: Wife without marriage ... Mistress.Me: I don't know what to say ... are you offering to be my mistress?Elen: Maybe. You be good to me?Me: Elen, I think there is a misunderstanding. I am not asking you to be a mistress.Elen: Why? I am not good. He kicked his soft little legs in the air, dreaming of the day a beautiful lady in armor would sweep his body up in her arms and hold him tight. The thought made him blush even hotter, and he felt a naughty twitching in his dick.By now the assailants were sweeping the castle. The few soldiers left on duty immediately surrendered, giving up arms and armor to the invaders. There were far too many to fight and no-one had enough loyalty left to the now deposed royal family to sell their own lives. The woman was an avatar representation of the house. It was actually a pretty good simulation of dealing with a person. Before it asked each question, it glanced down as if reading from a script.She’d seen similar avatars, but they were usually animated cartoon-like figures, although a few were pretty realistic. The woman wasn’t actually a real person although the video image was from a real person. He had somehow managed to splice together various videos to make her look natural even when. Cock after cock demanded her mouth and came all over her. Some came in her mouth, some on her face, still others on her tits. Within a couple of hours, Steph was a mess. She had cum all over her. Her heart was racing from the numerous orgasms she’d had. She was in heaven. She loved every moment of it. She eventually cleaned up and went home. Phil was there, faithfully waiting for her, like a puppy dog. And like a puppy dog, where she had been and what she had been doing didn’t matter to her..