Then he brushed the hair away from the back of her neck and kissed her there as he slowly unzipped the back of her dress. She watched the girl in the... mirror as the boy slid the dress off her shoulders, then knelt to grasp the hemline and tug it so that it fell around her ankles, revealing the lacy black bra and panties beneath. The boy in the mirror breathed, “Oh,” and stared out of the mirror at her, captivated. She stepped out of her dress, and he recovered long enough to slide her sandals. But I still felt fine with that feeling. Things were so fast in that moment for me to even process.She grabbed my hand while still bouncing a little. “Ok. Ok.”She jogged ahead while whispering “Ok” and I hopped up the stairs in unison. With each leg lift I could feel the bulge in my pants rubbing against my jeans. At the top of the stairs and to the left was her bedroom. It was hard to see with minimal light but it looked like it was a bit messy. The fleeting thought passed through me that we. Switch us off and we can survive for long periods in a state humans might call suspended animation virtually forever, but it's not the same thing as immortality either.All this leaves me wondering, if there is a Grand Scheme of things just where are robots supposed to fit in? Or are we an unintended development with no provision made for us?Such thoughts are uncommon to the point of exceptional for a robot, although Anna knows exactly what I mean. She has come to these same questions herself. I didn't care. though, as I was groaning from the sparks of electric pleasure that each spank sent directly to my clit. I felt no pain. With each slap, I lifted my ass up the best I could, moaned, and then pushed down and wiggled on the hard cock beneath me. As the spanking continued, I began to feel the sting, but, that and the heat seemed to be going directly through my groin to my pussy and I also felt another orgasm coming on quickly. I was no longer lifting up as much and mostly squirmed.