She leaped over the backrest and landed onto the couch with a loud thud."You are late." a woman in her early thirties said."Well, yeah. Traffic." Clar... lied nonchalantly."You are supposed to be here by nine." the woman reminded."Let's just get over with the bullshit. We all know this whole thing isn't going to work." Clara said as a matter-of-factly."What isn't going to work?" the woman spoke slowly as she sat down on the chair opposite of the red couch."You. Me. Talk." Clara cocked her. In this case there’s an added incentive. Look closely at the seat.”Darcie squinted, and as the LoveDoll’s rump would bob an inch or two off the seat with each cycle of the pedals, she caught a glimpse of a phallic cylinder protruding from the seat that rapidly pistoned up and down, penetrating deep in her pussy with each thrust. Darcie caught the musky scent of sweat and feminine sex.“It’s geared to how fast she pedals,” explained Max, following her gaze. “All the LoveDolls have been. It’s not like a 401K or profit sharing or pension and I don’t have to give it to you. It’s at my discretion. What do you say, Bobby? You’ve got until I finish my beer to make up your mind.’ I could see the wheels turning in Bobby’s mind. He would have a tough time keeping his life style without that money and without a chance at a job. Bobby decided he would accept my ‘kind’ offer. My weekend wasn’t the best. Especially when Kelly called me Saturday afternoon and told me that she and Bobby. A torrent burst from her body. Muriel shifted her pelvis to the front and leaned back against the tank. Her legs splayed apart and Muriel looked down into the toilet. She was curious to see that stuff was still coming from her body. Muriel's hands came up to her nipples. they were rock hard. She massaged them gently. Electric sparks shot to her clit. Muriel gasped. One hand remained on her tight teat and the other went to her hot sex. her fingers found her clit easily. It was firm and protruded.