He stayed until I was calmed down enough to wash my face and go back to the gym.When I got back, it was clear Mary had explained everything to Cassie....She came up to me and hugged me and said, “I’m sorry about Birgit. I remember her. I didn’t know you guys were involved. Are you going to be OK?”“Yeah, I think so; thanks. It’s just hard sometimes. And that song has very special meaning.”“It’s OK. Do you want to go?”I did, but I also didn’t. Leaving would hurt Cassie and besides, all I would do is. My hips are moving fast along you. Your cock is soaked in my juice as are your balls , I play with you like that for awhile before I can feel my pussy aching to cum again. I slide along your cock faster, your hands pinching my nipples making me moan loudly. My breathing gets ragged , you can feel my body tense up and you take that opportunity to slide inside me, thrusting up and feeling my pussy tighten around you milking your cock as I scream out digging my nails into your chest, you continue. Instead I was simply obeying a minor directive in my core programming to keep a record of all my important experiences. Since I didn't know what was important and what wasn't, I kept everything.At night, when no one else came for my services, I automatically entered simulated sleep mode that serves two purposes.First it gives me time to compress the memories of the last day down to something manageable. I now know that I was created in the relatively early days of robotics when robot minds were. She came back over to me and finished the song. She looked at me and I knew she was asking if she could go give Richard the same dance she gave me, and I smiled and nodded. The third song came on and she walked over to Richard and started to grind on him with her tits in his face. I was watching my wife grinding on another man and I know I should have been upset or angry but all I felt was excitement. My wife has always wanted a threesome with another man but up until now it was only a fantasy..