No one thought about investigating Holland and his two bionic companions or their purpose, and the threesome continued their work without incident.Mar...anne's primary directives were two-fold: First she was to protect Holland from harm. Second, she was to pleasure him in any way he desired. Things worked out nicely between the three of them. That was the one good thing about the robots, at least as far as Holland was concerned: they didn't know what jealousy was.However, the real reason she was. I looked down at the newspaper spread on my table and sipped at my coffee, hoping that she hadn't seen me staring. I glanced up, looking across the room so that I could see her out of the corner of my eye. Seeing that she was standing side on to me and looking the other way, I relaxed and looked at her more closely.Today she was wearing a short denim skirt that hugged her hips and then flared out to about mid-thigh. Her tight-fitting white blouse showed off her curves. Thin strips of ruffle. After we were on the road, Sam introduced all of us to Sarah, who said her full name was Sarah Elizabeth Warren.We ended up camping for the night after all. We didn't do much talking that evening. I think all of us were worn out.Day 81 - Tuesday, July 20, 1847I think Sarah was up before any of us the next morning. When I got up to take care of my personal business, I saw that she had a fire going and coffee brewed.I came back from the bushes and sat down across from her. She was looking. I let out an almighty groan as I felt her mouth tighten round me and suck every drop from my still hard cock. her hips thrust one more time onto my hand as she also released a groan of pleasure as she sank back onto the sofa. Just then I heard a groan from the side of us as I turned to see Dad wanking his small dick and coming all over his hand and forest of pubes. It was a bit of long awkward silence as our family dynamics had changed forever and I was at a loss as to what to say. But dad soon.