The second area where I'm unusual, if not unique, is a bit more esoteric.Robots are not creative. That is one of the two C's where human women retain ...n immense advantage. The second C is - obviously - childbearing. Your fembot lover will not be the one to bear your children.Creativity is nearly impossible to understand. Humans have it in varying degrees, and robots simply don't. That doesn't stop us from being excellent companions, and we make wonderful assistants to creative humans because of. “We have to show a little decorum -”Her words cut off abruptly when I had reached down and grabbed a handful of her ass-cheeks just as she was about to pass me. She looked up at me, wide-eyed and shocked, and Emily was also staring at me incredulously; she had never seen me interact with her mother before.“Oh, don’t mind me.” I said to the room in general. I dug my fingers deep into the soft flesh of Carol’s buttocks in enjoyment; groping the woman right in front of her family. Emily glanced up. "Jan told me about the kisses you shared and how bad she wanted you," Belinda stated. "I told her that we would make her a birthday present to you, but she would have to share."Belinda's hands stopped on Jan's firm biceps and then slowly moved inward until they were caressing her breasts. Jan's ruby red lips parted slightly and she issued a small passion-filled moan as Belinda's hand gently ran over the front of her nightie. I was afraid to blink lest I miss something as I watched the erotic. My breasts suddenly felt exquisite, and my nipples were hard and rubbery, but the feeling in them made my knees feel weak, as I drew them up to my chest, while my hands sought my parted Labia, swollen and wet, and my clitoris screaming for attention, only my daddy's cough outside my bedroom door, made me break from what was going to be a full blown masturbation, even that thought excited me.Classes were over by 2pm, I had a short break before gyms. I sat under a tree bathed in full mid.