You grasp the belt and lash my wrists together behind me, leaning over my back to brush the hair from my face- thrusting against me again while doing ...so. I accidentally let out a moan, and you respond with a harsh smack to the back of my thighs. “Now that you’re all nice and marred up for me, I’d appreciate if you would be a good little girl… Keep fighting back and I’ll have to do something that will remind you of what your place is.” You utter, while running your fingers. “Sixty-nine, p-plea—oh Sonia!”She grabbed hold of the woman’s head and ground herself hard against her lips as Sonia nibbled on her clit and plunged her fingers deep inside.Liquid fire shot from her groin, splattering Sonia’s chin, chest, and hand.“I thought I might be able to get you to squirt,” the android smirked.“Stop gloating and let me ret-turn the f-favor!” Shelly tried to command, but it was interrupted by aftershocks of her last orgasm. Sonia removed her fingers, making Shelly gasp. "She'd get there," thinking to herself. She continued sucking on him. Using everything she'd ever learned about cocksucking. Robert had leant back on the bench, his hand gripping the edges for support. Her mouth felt so good on his cock. She was amazing at this. He thought about staying there till he filled her mouth with come, but wanted more. He moved her head off his cock, reluctantly and stood her up, leaning her over the bench. It was tempting to take her like that, but had something else. She was no slut, but she wanted to be his slut. She wanted to hear him tell her she was. She wanted to feel the power of it. She was no whore, but she would voluntarily be his whore. She wanted to be whatever he needed her to be. She wanted to be whatever made him desire her because her desire for his pleasure was all consuming. She even desired the pain. This was not just physical, not just sex. He was her communion. But how long do things of this nature last? He was just passing through, a.