Sure there was some beef around the midriff below her slender waste with an ample bum and thick thighs finished off with beautifully pedicured feet an... toes.A typical rich bitch, and one in which George wanted to drain the annoying throb that was starting to build in his testicles. After all it had been more than 72 hours since he has masturbated to the thought of dumping his load into her chubby belly. There was just something forbidden and lustful about her.The drive home was quiet until. Their heads were white spheres with a computer screen in the middle of them. The machines stalked into the room, the doorway closing behind them.Amy and Clara held each other close. “Who are you?” Amy demanded. “What do you want?”The robot closest to Amy raised one of his polished arms and pressed a button on the side of it. “COMMENCE RECORDING – BEGIN EXPERIMENT 2,” it said with a rasping electronic voice.“Wait, Experiment 2?” Clara asked. “What does that mean?”The robot near Amy said,. I had a hand cradling the balls now and the other squeezing his cock. "I'm going to close my eyes" I told him "I want you to take those offand get astrde me, with your cock in my fce. Tell me when you're ready!" I heard him grunt as he managed to extricate himself from his now fartoo tight pants, and then felt the bed shift as he positioned himself. "Ready" he said , rather gutturaly I opened my eyes to see a magnificent column of flesh in my face. Hishand was wrapped round it, but it was. As we sat at my small kitchen table he sipped at his drink of coffee almost slowly drinking it letting the warmth slowly move around his body. We sat at the table for some time talking his eyes never leaving my gaze. After some time I offered him the spare room that was at the other end of the hallway to mine. As we walked up the stairs and we turned in opposite directions he flashed me a smile.As my hand reached for my door handle I instantly felt his arms move around my waist and his chest.