." Yes, I get it, but why don’t you ask your HUD? Just ask, will you?" You are crazy." You already said that. Pretty please?"I accessed my HUD and a...ked politely if I should even consider sex with "that". The HUD answered with very familiar words. Yes, with a possibility of "permanent modification to the part, reversible with therapy". I checked again. Confirmed. I was very close to asking to see some numbers, but I checked myself. Rules were rules, even strange rules. I gulped and started. Still looking at this girl made me curious about how making love to her would be. I started to fantasize about doing that in the vibrating chair. The thought made me very hot and wet. Contrary to most of the girls working in these nail shops, she spoke good English as she was a student. In the crazy sexy mood I was in, and with my aroused feelings about her, I confessed to her about my fantasy. She smiled, “You really want to try the happy balls.” She left and came back with two shiny balls. I put my wife’s bra on, which made my own tits stand out quite nicely, and adjusted the shoulder straps a bit so they were perfect.I returned to the gloryhole to see my sexy fat daddy, who was still in his routine as it only took me a few minutes to get the bra on. My cock got to about half mast and throbbed as I kneeled there at the gloryhole in her bra watching him. A few more minutes passed, and suddenly the video that was playing ended abruptly. The video playback network system returns to. It looked like the boy doll had the girl nailed to the frame and her legs were raised and kind of wrapped around him and her arm outstretched. He was standing on the sill with his body sort of arched, bent back somehow, arms extended and her arms were behind his head.“Hey,” I said, “what’s that?”She giggled. “Guess what they’re doing?”“Ha, they can’t, they don’t have the right equipment. I’ve seen ‘em naked.”“Oh really,” she said. “Well wise guy, let me show you.” She grabbed the two dolls and.