I knew it would look like I was stalking her or worse, but I was filled with a gut instinct that little Miss Innocence was not so much of a goody two-...hoes after all. I had once seen the magnificent Gunther in his altogether at the North Pole steam baths, and he had the caliber of masculine equipment that would easily tempt even a daughter of Santa to sacrifice her much-vaunted “cherry” for the sake of sexual investigation.The narrow hallways of the sturdily designed headquarters were totally. I must say Google is a lot better at parsing my spoken commands, but all it really does is handle search queries. That’s not the same as having a conversation.I will admit I love the idea of a talking computer. You think I never watched Knight Rider? I can tell you which of the 26 cars used in total is used for any one scene! Or I could, when I was twelve. Not that anyone would listen, obviously. And ever since, I’ve enjoyed any type of show that features a sassy, speaking robot. Heck, I even. I licked around each of her nipples in turn, as I slipped one finger into her pussy and began running it up and down the slit. Clara moved closer to see what I was doing, and I gently rubbed a finger up against Olivia’s clit, causing her to shiver. Her clit was a bit larger than Clara’s, and protruded somewhat, and as I suckled her breasts, I gently circled her clit with my fingertip, barely touching her. Olivia moaned as her pussy became very moist, and I licked and kissed my way down her. " she stopped talking, and her face got red."If I wasn't your brother, what?" I ask her. She was making me horny as hell.She gave me a look I had never seen before, "I'd fuck you until you passed out," she replied, as her hand reached to caress my cock, "You've turned me on since the summer I turned 16." We better get my stuff inside before we do something we shouldn't," I told her lifting my suitcase out of my car, "Lets go out to dinner tonight, and go dancing!"She gave me another great hug,.