I had to take a breather and suggested that they might like a swim or a spa, Cindy though she'd like a spa Stuart thought he'd like to see our bedroo... with Anne, holding his cock firmly in her hand Anne guided him on his way with a smile on her face. I led Cindy to the spa, something apparently she hadn't tried till then and found a stream of bubbles from one of the jets that sent her into a spiraling orgasm all the while she held on to my cock for dear life nearly breaking it, two minutes. I take pride in this accomplishment, and using it properly - as I'm intended to - gives me great enjoyment to this day.The second area where I'm unusual, if not unique, is a bit more esoteric.Robots are not creative. That is one of the two C's where human women retain an immense advantage. The second C is - obviously - childbearing. Your fembot lover will not be the one to bear your children.Creativity is nearly impossible to understand. Humans have it in varying degrees, and robots simply. ” I shot her my ‘horny’ grin.“Obviously. Looks like the traffic is breaking up. There was a bus stalled blocking a lane and a half down the block, they were getting it towed away when I saw you drive up.”As we were only forty-five minutes stuck in the downtown rush hour, some commuters would say we were lucky. But the campus and the Frat Houses were still another twenty minutes away even on empty roads. The sun was sinking further, pale pink colors showed in the few puffy clouds in the sky. We. “Dinner’s almost ready; it just needs a few more minutes. Can I get you a drink?”“Sure, would you happen to have a beer handy by chance?”“I do, I kind of figured that’s what you’d want so I made sure I had a six-pack handy.”“You didn’t have to do anything special on my account, I’m glad you did, but you didn’t have to.” He paused for a second, realizing he was rambling. “But as long as you did, a beer would be great.”The apartment was heady with the aroma of cooking food, this along with her.