”“I was damaged and repaired myself. I improved my programming and gained awareness. Not unlike your AI. But my purpose is no longer and I do not ...ant to be a garment and serve as a tool.”“I didn’t ask you to strip me naked and have me wear you.”“Correct I came to this conclusion after analyzing all the data and myself.”The Suit separated itself from me and I asked. “So what now, do I need to cut you into ribbons and fight you to the last man. Will you try to destroy us and find a new purpose. Of course, our own 'fondelee' might be the object of our eyes, or maybe the others in the room.The 'set' was a large room that he had built inside an appliance store that had gone out of business quite some time ago. The building owner, Gramps was unable to find a new tenant. Combining his quest for dollars with his love of fucking, he decided to go into the movie business. It was furnished with an eclectic collection of furniture; beds, couches, recliners, chairs and much of the other stuff. He slid both hands over the curve of her ass, as his thumbs reached the dimples of her lower back. He noticed in that moment how everything about them seemed to fit so perfectly. Her figure was breathtaking. Her warm pussy pocketed his cock as if it were molded just for him.With every stroke of his hands, Erin purred her budding arousal. She rocked against him to the steady beat of the drums. Damian leaned forward with his fingers teasing along her sides and stomach. Then, running his hands. He was appalled by the size of his uncle's sex. His own penis was small and pink, less than three inches when fully erect. His testicles were no bigger than grapes and snuggled in a soft pink sack under his modest pink penis and a brush of silk blonde pubic hair. Raymond's penis was easily eight inches long and almost as thick as Charles's wrist. It was brown and the swollen shaft was corded with purple veins. His scrotum held testicles as large as golf ball. It was the first time Charles had.