I glanced over at Patti once again. Her gaze was fixed on the TV and she was biting her bottom lip, her concentration absolute.The final couple was wh...te. The guy was almost non-descript, Mr. Joe Average. The woman, however, was a big-titted blond bimbo, who gave the impression that all of the brains in her head had migrated to her chest. Theirs was not really a wrestling match as much as it was a series of staged situations. One had him standing with his back in the corner of the ring, with. "That's it...suck my pussy...lick up all that cum and swallow it...make sure I'm nice and clean." Sonja humped me until she was clean and then turned around, spread her ass cheeks with her hands and then backed up onto my face.Once again I could feel the spikes itching me as I licked up all the cum that ran down between her ass cheeks."That's a good little slave; stick your tongue right up my ass to make sure that's clean while you're at it. Suck my ass clean!" I obediently did as I was told. That's not really cheating is it? It's kind of like a handshake." No," Sharon said, shaking her head sternly but lacking conviction in her voice. "I just couldn't. It's wrong." Wrong?" Laura said. To my astonishment she actually inserted her index finger into the waistband of Sharon's stretchpants and tugged a little. Sharon looked at her finger but made no move to withdraw it. "C'mon. Let him eat you. He's so good at it. Wouldn't you like to feel his tongue sliding between your pussy lips,. This event had left her speechless in a way nothing else ever could."I'm not surprised. There's greatness in that 'bot, if she can survive long enough to discover it. Now I suppose you'd like some answers."Darlene nodded again, reacting when Lady Heather reached out by taking the proffered hand. Here were two robot women sharing a very human moment. There was a long interval of reconnecting before Lady Heather continued."I've allowed the fiction of having found the right man to coax me away.