If dad had been just a guy in the street, a stranger, then I could have him easy. Just a flutter of the eyes, a longer than necessary look, or maybe a...flash of thigh is all it would take. But dad wasn't just a guy in the street; he was my dad, the man who made me. Surely it would be impossible for me to seduce him. I mean, what about the risks? What if he was to tell mom? No, he would never tell mom. She might think that he had made all the running and he'd get the blame himself. Mom would. ?Go check on our newest addition, she should be waking up, the drugs shouldn’t be lasting too much longer.? He spoke, Serena glanced around the corner seeing a man slowly move towards the doors she had just ran out from, realizing the man the doctor had been speaking to was going to be looking for her. Quickly running she made it towards what appeared the front door, moving her hand to it, hearing the yell closer to the doctor?.?She’s escaped!? Serena breathed heavily, moving the doors open. Somer wrapped his arm around her body and palmed the top breast. He kneaded it like a water balloon, hard squeezes. Somer closed his eyes. The blond rubbed his cock. All of this was having the desired effect. Somer got hard. The blond rolled and mounted up. Her robe billowed behind her as she arranged Somer properly and dropped down. She began her ride with long sweeping strokes, rolling her hips to drag the wedged crown along the length of her tube. Somer bounced his hips a few times as a. However, Vice had heard too many stories of ROSPARs letting crew die in emergencies, and he didn’t fancy sacrificing himself to the shipping line’s financial margins, and so he had paid for a very professional - and very illegal - procedure to rewire the robot to serve him, and only him.Rospar’s wide LED eyes were a bright steady green, glowing in his round chrome skull.“Rospar, are you functional?” Vice asked.“I require minor repairs to portions of my hip motion adjustors,” replied Rospar, in.