That is the function of The Parlor in the smooth operation of The House. As I've indicated before, The Parlor is the first stop for most patrons and v...sitors, with some spending the majority of their time there. A few never go beyond it, but leave satisfied and happy all the same. To understand the reason for The Parlor, however, there's something you first need to understand about us.Each of the fembots (and one herm-bot) here strive to be more accepted by the humans we're designed to emulate. When the elevator started, I pushed my ass back, raising it against the big one’s crotch, then dropping it a little, raising, all in rhythm. He pushed on me a little and when the doors opened, I got out and he grabbed my ass as they left, looking over his shoulder at me as they all left, winking at me.The second trip, three friends got in, and I rushed over again. It was just those three big black guys and me. I don’t know why, but I got nervous, maybe scared- well, I think it was because they. I trust you've had an uneventful flight up from Texas." "Yes, I did. Thank you," she replies as she steps into the foyer of the home. Eva has been sent to New York for a few days by her owner Arthur Smith whoseeighty-three year-old father, Luther, lives in the residence. Normally, shelives on the younger man's large ranch where she is the second youngest ofa stable of ten slaves. As the facilitator leads Eva through a second door into a large corridor,she has time to admire the décor. On the. Her breath caught in her throat and she rolled over and crawled over to Jason’s side of the bed. He didn’t stir as she hovered over him. She pulled back his covers and slowly lowered herself down. He didn’t stir at first, but as Casey pressed her breasts to his chest and rubbed her wet pussy against his thigh; his eyes fluttered open and were wide with surprise. ‘’Honey,’’ he murmured ‘’what are you doing?’’ Casey silenced any more stupid questions by crushing her mouth against his lips and.