She was an awakened, primitive, erotic princess, taking each moment as it came, revelling in her sexual nature, welcoming her role as a vessel for men...s enjoyment, and enslavement, to her beauty.She rose and opened the shutter, standing in the window, then throwing it ajar to let in the heat, the humidity, and the smells of Haiti. She felt a soft breeze move her long blonde hair, caress the soft flesh of her tits with their stiff nipples, and her ardent pussy. Tonight would be the big. It's the most basic of human instincts, the will to reproduce.Androids, on the other hand, don't have such luxuries. Mechanical in nature, their bodies are designed not for reproduction, but for other tasks.Not having a prostate, or gonads to continuously generate reproductive fluids, what fluids Michael does have will eventually run out.The human male usually expels twenty-five to fifty mililiters of fluid with each orgasm. Michael was designed to hold one liter of fluid without requiring. It seemed so simple.Yet it would take at least ten minutes, for the new veela receptionist and he kept accidentally locking eyes when it came time to follow. Her skin was a deep earthy brown. She must be replacing the white girl on night shifts before her. Didn’t miss a beat at all.If she kept this up, he might just rendezvous ’Amber’, or so the Planet Fitness tag told him. No one used their real name nowadays if they were vampires, veela, Lycans, even humans. The government tracked anyone who. He wanted Bob completely naked. As he undid his shirt and opened it, Bob whispered, "Oh my god!"Paul lowered his mouth to Bob's cock and licked it softly. He let his tongue slip in the opening at the end. It was already dripping with pre-cum. He wanted him hard and full. He pinched Bob's nipples as he sucked his long thick cock. He could hear him moan. Paul slowly nursed and teased Bob's cock for the next twenty minutes.He licked and sucked and squeezed until he knew Bob was ready. Then he.