I knew there were alot of people around me, mostly femalefrom the sounds of their little exclamations. I moved my arms tentativelyaway from the cloyi...g fabric. They all oohed. I fought the fog in my head,trying to remember what had happened. Something felt different, wrong. Iran my fingers briefly over my hips and felt a strange smoothness, aroundness. THEN I was helped to my feet and felt the weight on my chest. Istood up on my on, opening my eyes, brushing the cobwebs away from my. , for over thirty-six years. He worked with skins and artificial intelligence interfaces for gynoids of Twentieth Century American females. By the way, a ‘gynoid’ is a female android. To keep alliteration in the title and ensure a good spot in the alphabetical listings, ‘gynoid’ wasn’t part of the company’s official name. This was despite the fact that gynoids were the company’s major product line. For thirty-six years Harry integrated personalities and skins to meet customers’ needs. And. THEM. . OFF, he shouted, then sat back as I pulled my clothes off and backed up against the far wall. He said nothing, totally ignored me as he drank his water. When he finished he slowly placed the glass onto the dresser beside where he sat. I watched as he stood up and stretched like a cat who'd been laying in the sun, listen to me boy, he said you do what I say, the way I say and it'll go smooth. but, if I feel any resistance I'm simply gonna fuck you up, and fuck you any way.'. Megan’s pretty upturned face offered a tempting target. I stepped over her, her gaze directed straight up into my pretty pussy. A long strand of vaginal juices drooled from my twat, dangling, glistening with promising wetness. Megan licked her lips, staring up with unabashed lust. I joined the mother-daughter pair, kneeling down on the floor as I straddled Megan’s face. Her lips pressed a nuzzling kiss against my wet pussy as I settled into place, feeling her tongue slither up into the.