When he reached my ankles he turned me around. Still kneeling, he lifted my feet one by one and washed them thoroughly, even between the toes. Then he...started working his way up.By this time my cock was semi-hard, and if he had looked up it would have poked him in the eye. But he kept his head down, and even when it bumped now and then against the top or side of his head he seemed not to notice.Finally, he did look up. My cock was no more than two inches from his lips, but he made no move. Then all of a sudden I could feel him pumping harder into me and knew what time it was. He was about ready to pull out. I grabbed that cute ass of his and kept him in my ass. I began to bear down on his dick with my pleasured hole and I could feel his dick with so much fury pump one large pump of cum into me then the rest although equally good feeling pumped several more spurts of cum into me. Shortly after the first moan he roared in pleasure. Me with hot little fuck face with no noise coming. Her look was fear and desperation. This orgasm was too long. It’s too much. It’s not ending. What was happening?A noise started deep within his chest. It was the very definition of ‘guttural’. In moments it built in a crescendo to a primal scream. He didn’t want to scream in her face so he aimed it at the window. His cock was abusing her cervix. It was hurting her twat. He was fucking so deep into her cunt her mind couldn't even process. He suddenly stopped thrusting and was shoving his cock. Immediately the computers shut down, and the screen in front of him went black. There was a sense of satisfaction in his voice. He managed to achieve the hardest step for him, but he knew that he wouldn’t be famed for creating an AI that simply spoke to him. A few essential reactions were something done long ago, and recreating it wouldn’t be enough. It had to do far more. He shut down all the lights and other displays in the room. He unsealed the door and proceeded to walk out.He walked back.