As a chill ran up my spine I tried to scream for help, but a rough hand covered my mouth and I felt a heavy weight fall on my legs, before I got as mu...h as a sound out. Different hands, softer hands were then around mine as I tried to claw for something to defend myself with, a lamp my phone anything. I hit the light switch in my panic for something and caught a brief glimpse of the person on top of me. It was a man, late 20s, dark hair and skin, he pushed my head to the side before I could see. I reached under her belly to open her white shorts. I had a hard time with the big gold button. "Here let me get that. Get back to milking my breast." said Mrs. Smith. I then heard her white shorts fall on the kitchen floor. I dropped my hand back down to her big ass. I cupped her big left ass cheek. She moaned again. I got one finger inside her butt crack. I was playing with her ass. We both turned when Shelly spit out my cock. A big huge wad of saliva hit her breast. She gasped for air.. " If she is like others, she will laugh nervously and nod and maybe say a coy, "Yes." When we finally arrive at that point, then Bryan will want me to say very directly, "Well let me just say it like it is. The definition of Princess 1 is buttsniffing in panties."Then, I will be silent and wait for their reaction. Most candidates and/or their mothers will feel awkward but they will at least nod a little. That is when Marilyn will describe how easy buttsniffing is and that Marilyn herself. Should I run some kind of calculations?" The metal girl asked, her perfect robotic brain already working hard. "No. Unnecessary. I have a different task for you. One more I require your talents and unique traits of your synthetic...frame." The salarian answered. "In order to synthesize a cure I will need genetic material. From all the races. Each one effected by the Reapers. I already acquired salarian. That leaves you with the task of collecting human, turian and krogan genetic material."EDI.