.your husband?" I now dared to ask the taboo question as I looked my mature lover deep into her eyes.This made the once faithful wife hesitate."Tell m..., you want me more than Peter," I said once again as I caress her clit with my fingers looking deep into her eyes.Seconds later Carmen gave in, "Oh, God Ryan. I want you more than I want Peter. I want you inside me way more than my husband. I only want you inside me, Ryan."Congratulating myself on my complete conquest, I plunged my huge organ. Her short, black French maid outfit, a standard uniform for robot nannies, was stylish and the skirt flared out thanks to the stiff petticoat she wore underneath. Her mechanical legs were wrapped in a pair of jet-black pantyhose that added to her friendly and feminine nature. On her feet she wore a pair of shiny, black flat shoes - heels being much too dangerous to wear when caring for a young infant. Even robots were known to fall from time to time while wearing heels. LuAnn was just like any. She was bouncing up and down on Jordan's cock to get him as deep as possible. The sounds of sloppy sex filled the small room as his huge cock repeatedly slammed into her wet pussy. Her clit was rubbing against him stoking an inner fire that had to be quenched. Suddenly her juices were gushing out, covering his cock. She was gasping and moaning as her orgasm shook her entire body. She collapsed in his arms as he continues fucking her. Abruptly, he tensed up and shot his cum up into her hole.. She was fortunate enough to fade into a semi sleep state until she heardsomething familiar?? ?Klik Klik? The sound of the lock opening on the door of her cell wasalways unsettling. It meant that Gretchen the bitch guard had returned and thecoming hours would not be pleasant. ?Hello my love, did you miss me?? The Tall Statuesque topheavy guard spoke mockingly as she slithered through the small door. Her shortblonde hair cut and slicked back eagerly displaying her brunette rooted crown. ?It.