I could hear they started to move some of the furnitures in the room a bit - i guessed it was a rather small room.The American guy came in front of my...face, placed my arms and hands under my body, grabbed my hair and pulled my head back a bit and started mouthfucking me. Suddenly, a cold lubricate was poured onto my ass and I could feel a finger playing my very tight butt hole while I was sucking cock. One finger turned into two, then three fingers up my ass, before he pulled out and I could. In terms of old time speech, he would be called a “pervert” and would be accused of being addicted to “porn” by the Superior Council although he could easily claim it was all experimentation in the interest of research studies on the human emotional system. It was something that all AIs were exposed to on a daily basis and he had not discovered any rhyme or reason for much of it as yet but he was still trying to decipher humankind’s so-called “feelings”.The introspective AI continued to analyze. Her heart started to pound, why was it that she couldn’t remember anything? In vain she tried to, but a blank wall met her frantic searching. She sat up dimly aware of the exquisite decoration, the room was lavish yet at the same time painfully simple. Getting out of bed was harder than she thought, for her four poster was three feet above the air with no obvious way of getting down. Even more frightened, she leapt, landing gracefully on the floor her golden mane floating out behind her,. " Mr Conrad did have a habit of repeating himself and Sarah started to find it annoying. She glanced up to find Sam staring at her.She blushed and averted her eyes.Sam smiled; she was so lovely when she blushed like that. She was wearing that suit again, and she had scraped her hair back, to hide its beauty; and make her look like some sexless creature. Sam's wits scrambled as his imagination went into overdrive, as he thought about removing that god-awful garment and restoring her beauty. He.