It had rained that day and the area under the swings was wet and muddy. Tim loves the swings and he headed straight for them. He was busily swinging w...hen the chain of the swing broke. Down he went right into the mud and water. When he returned to the classroom he was a mess and Mrs. White, the teacher, said that he would have to change clothes so that his pants could be washed. She took him to the kindergarten class where there were a lot of clothes donated by parents for the children to play. He explored and played with the hair and it was as if each one rejoiced at the touch of his fingers. Her breathing was rapid now and she knew that he could sense her excitement. She knew that he would feel the dampness between her legs. She watched his face as he stood up and hers as she trembled and chill bumps ran up her legs. He dropped his boxers and stepped up against her and she could feel his warm stiffness in the cleavage of her ass. Her breathing, and now his, was audible. He wrapped. I hesitated at my panties, before pushing them to my ankles and stepping out of them.He whistled in appreciation. ‘A beautiful bald pussy with a fat high-slung slit. Just the way I like them. You sure you`re a virgin?’I nodded.‘Total? Never even been fingered?’‘No.’ I replied truthfully.His hands roamed over my naked body, testing my ass-cheeks and pulling and grabbing at my heaving breasts, before moving lower, tantalisingly close to my pussy without actually touching it‘Beautiful.’ He gasped.. Someone associated with the spaceline appeared to have obtained a job lot of fembots and had pressed them into service as maids on their ships. Given that they were being used to offer sexual services to passengers as well as carry out routine domestic work implied that someone had gone to the trouble and expense of updating a basic sex bot’s programming to include domestic duty sub-routines.The bot before him was somewhat shorter than his one hundred and eighty-three centimetres say about one.