Her eyes were rimmed with blackand her lids painted a dark blue. Her cheeks were rouged also. Extra-long,bright red artificial nails were glued to her...fingers with ominous threats ifshe should break one. Her toe-nails were garishly painted next. Nikki placed5-inch brass-tipped stiletto heels on her feet. They were glossy red. Shelooked like an old, plump whore. She struggled to stand on those heels, teeteringand tottering as the sharp heels clopped on the floor like a horse?s hooves.The Capri?s. The thought of my own Ma giving it to the paperboy dissolved the last of my inhibitions, and I moved up behind her and laid my pipe to her in one hard thrust that took me in to the balls. She yelped and reared up like a mare surprised by a stallion. I let her hold us up and wrapped my hands around those bounteous tits, catching the nips between my fingers and tweaking and kneading gently as I thrust. She wasn’t as tight as one of my cheerleaders, but she was tight enough, and the unusual. He stays a little longer here and lets his finger skim her clitoris. She moans again. He moves up again to her back and shoulders. As he flips her over to work on her front, he pulls the teddy off. He starts at the neck and works his way down to her feet, lightly touching the sensitive areas. As he goes back up her body, he skims over her pussy. He moves to her breasts where he spends a lot of time. He first massages them. Then he plays with the nipples, rubbing them between his fingers until. The Dangerous Man who will protect them from every threat, while freeing them to fly higher than they ever dared let themselves imagine before. And when they own this best man, it makes them the best woman.That's a tall order. Given such a seemingly impossible task the m-bot creators turned out to have succeeded surprisingly well in the end — thanks again to the right woman in the right place at the right time.A full-on m-bot is hard beast to tame. When his owner is a female she has to stand up.