He started out with my mouth

I heard him moving around the table, slowly and deliberately observing me as my hands dutifully yanked the red laced thong down to just above my knees. I felt more naked now than if I had been clothed, my bosom was spilling over the cleavage of a white shirt obviously not made for a bust of this size. It wasn’t long before I found myself staring directly into his crotch. I quickly averted my eyes and stared up at him with a pleading expression. If anything, his voice only grew huskier by the second as he fixed me with a lustful stare of his own.

“Call Function Integer Main Blowjob”

By now, the white searing pain that previously seemed to accompany each order was fading proportionally as I assume my mind was adjusting to the interference from the super-whatever chip. This scared me immensely; I didn’t want to adjust to this! My lower jaw slackened and fell down, opening my lips into an inviting little O-shape.

“Initially I pre-programmed a few simple functions any SexBot would be expected to perform… but over the past two years I’ve compiled some really advanced coding for roles you can perform.” He kept babbling on, slowly undoing his belt and zipping down seemed more as a second thought, compared to his boasting. It didn’t take a lot of fumbling before he managed to pull out his semi-erect member - accidentally slapping it across my cheek as it popped out of the restricted hiding. “It’s really cool; you won’t believe what I’ve achieved till you see for yourself.

I caught myself wondering if he was getting hard from all the programming-bragging or from the prospect of violating my open, waiting orifice. Even the luxury of shuddering was deprived me as it struck me as an afterthought what he wanted to do to me.

“phweeease!” salvia spilling out over my lips, still constricted in an O-shape as I tried speaking.