Her son was massaging his mother's asshole. In front of his father. In public. People are watching from only a few yards away. She looked up at the co...ple nearest to them. Both were now up on their elbows watching intently. The man's erection was now sticking in the air. As Joanne looked back at them she saw the woman nonchalantly reach over her hand and trace her fingers up and down her man's huge cock. She reached down and hefted his balls. They both smiled and chuckled to each other. The. "All orifices are useable and they are also self-cleaning. You never have to worry about cleaning her," Marlette informed me then looked to the bare-chested android. "Kimberly, stop acting like a slut and cover yourself up."Kimberly quickly fixed her attire as Marlette took my arm in hers, "There, see Thomas? She will completely understand what you mean."As Marlette led me to her studio I caught the scent of her sweet berry perfume. I felt a switch turn on in my head as she continued to talk to. I started up a slow rhythm, pulling my fingers in and out and my palm rubbed against my clit. I could hear the sound of the wetness of my fingers in my pussy. Damn it felt good. My hips pumped a little more eagerly as my breathing quickened and I could feel the burning in the pit of my stomach increase. My eyes were tightly shut as my head leant back into the pillow and my hips rose off the couch. "Starting the party without me, Faith?" Oh shit, embarrassing. "I uh... " I decided not to play. .. I was so deeply in need of money... And I took it. See? Not rape. I was a whore that night."Alvaro gave her an angry frown. "Don't ever think that! You were violated and traumatized. Afterwards, in the following days, did you feel ashamed, or did you think that the sex was a good exchange for the money?"Megan shuddered and bit her lip. "I remember. My shame was intense, nightmares... Okay, I get your point. I'm not a whore." She petted him for a while. "My second man..." Megan?" Alvaro.