I simply groaned again."Well come on, we've got to get you home somehow."I felt him grab my shirt. He tried to hoist me up by the fabric. After a smal... struggle he gave up and I slumped back onto the floor.I heard him sigh. "Wait here, I've got to go get some help."My mind was functioning enough to realize that that might be a problem. Several of my office enemies would jump at the chance to tell Director Jones about my little habit.My fears, however, were quickly put to rest."Ho now! Had a. Sometimes what controls a 'bot completely at one club, due to these minor differences — "chinks", in strip club vernacular — combined with a resistance built up over time, results in her not being quite as firmly controlled at a new club. With no outlets for their sexual energies otherwise, along with the pleasure such programming is intended to provide, club 'bots who have struggled to awareness eventually found such release with each other.If the clubs ever discovered what was truly going. Suzy and Carla could have been sisters, both of them with black hair and brown eyes, about the same height too, a bit taller than me. Suzy had nice breasts and wide hips, sort of a healthy woman without being fat or anything. Just healthy and she'd grown up on a farm, which explained it I guess. She loved horses and stuff like that. She just wore red gym pants and a white t-shirt.Carla had great tits, and she was showing them off in this barely-a-top thing, like a tie-dyed bib, if you can. I rubbed his back and neck as he sucked me up to my full 8 inch length. After a few minutes of this, I straightened him up so that I could get a taste of his dick. It was pretty stout, really hard, and about average length at 6 inches, but it had this wonderful, big bulbous head on it. I usually go all the way down on most dicks that I suck, pushing them all the way back into my throat, but this dick head deserved special attention. I left the rim just at my lips and sucked the ridge back and.