” “I want to taste you, Anna. I’ll start by softly licking your clit with my warm, wet tongue. You will not come, if you do, you’ll be punishe..., and I don’t want to do that to you. I’ll lick you from asshole to clit and back again, sticking my tongue as deep inside your ass and pussy as I can. I’ll suck on your clit while I slip my middle finger into your soaking wet pussy.” “Oh, Anna, you’re so wet, you’re dripping onto the floor. What a good girl. Do you want me to make you come?” “Yes,” she. It was easier than trying to recover the memories by a factor of a thousand considering the tablet was already the interface for modifying the dolls and all I had to do was make some educated guesses on the backend of the system that they used. I was hesitant to test it though, afraid I would mess something up in her head. I wasn't sure what I would do if or what would happen if I messed something up.The bedroom door opened and I heard the two of them walking out."Ready to go?" I asked standing. I just really like to take care of people who are important to me. It’s really as simple as that.”They all just continued to smile and stare at me and I was starting to get uncomfortable so I said, “How about if I play you a song while we wait for breakfast.”Mary Ann said, “I would absolutely love that.”I grabbed the guitar, tuned it up and sang one of my more melancholy songs I had written for my wife years ago. When I finished they all had tears in their eyes and Beth said, “That was. Husband is a typical chauvinist, very restrictive, checks her phone etc. As our family has looked after them for years, I was trusted!Lately, she had gone extreme in her cooking – too much spice, food served too hot. Boy, she was also in full form, you could here her killing mosquitos which the electric bat with full vigour, totally unlike her sweet nature. This behaviour carried on, I did overhear her talking about how she hated her husband, but tradition meant, she was stuck with him.It all.