’ All I am thinking is I have the hottest girl I have ever met in my truck and I can’t wait to get her home and finish our date. We drive off into...in the night. ‘Vanessa, why did you bring so many clothes for three nights?’ Vanessa laughs and says ‘Do you have a Washer and Dryer?’ I reply ‘Yes I do’. Vanessa ‘Sunday is my laundry day and I was hoping I could borrow your washer and dryer while I was visiting you. Two of those bags are my dirty clothes, one is for this weekend.’ She laughs and. Her thumbs went under the waistband of her big pants, and pushed down. I pushed down my own boxer shorts, and my engorged cock sprang free.Then she turned. And I was greeted with the most exquisite, supreme display of womanhood… except for the undeniable organs of manhood between her legs, where a vagina should be.She waited there, controlling her impatience with effort and deep breaths that lifted and lowered those perfect breasts, while my mind span like a washer-dryer.Her – his? – cock was a. When she found it, she couldn't help but wince. The book had to have been thicker than her new CB's head. She opened the manual hurriedly, her eyes scanned across the printed words, quickly flicking pages until she was in the right spot.///Flashback.///"To activate your new Companion-Bot, press behind the left ear." She mumbled to herself, her eyes flicked over the drawn diagram on the opposing page. She cast a look up to her CB and couldn't help but furrow her eyebrows as she contemplated how. Before I knew what was happening, you had taken me completely over the edge. My body jackknifed as I screamed out your name. I was screaming it over and over until it became a dry sob and you let me slowly come back to earth. As you slid up my body, glistening from the strength of my orgasm, you planted little kisses in spots that you knew I love for you to kiss. My pelvic bone, the underside of my breast, the nape of my neck. When you kissed me, I sucked my essence off of your lips and.