Tori Vega in all her glory

I open the door and there she is - Tori Vega - sparkling chocolate eyes, gorgeous face and a body that models would kill to have. She stands there smiling sweetly at me and for a moment I forget that this is just a sophisticated robot.

"Hello, I'm here for our work date." She tells me after a beat having caught me staring at her. I quickly pull together and invite her in. She brushes past me and I smell her light perfume mixed with the enchanting aroma of a young fresh beauty. I am stunned by the mastery of the company; if I didn't know better I would have sworn that Tori Vega had jumped out of my TV screen and came to life in my house. While I was showing her to the living room my eyes couldn't tear away from her round tight perfectly shaped ass. It bounced and shook under the thin material of her dress. I swear I began to drool a little at the sight. Once there I invited her to sit beside me on the sofa. While we were having a nice conversation I admired her beautiful face. Carefully my knee touched hers. I could see that the touch caused the pupils of her chocolate eyes to dilate and her perfect cheeks to redden. So the modification I requested was working.

"Tori I find you could tell a lot about a woman by the way she dances." I told her and put on some nice music. "Would you mind sharing this dance with me?" Soon we are slowly dancing with our faces close together; my hand holding hers while the other is around her waist tantalizingly close to that perfect ass of hers. I can see that my touch had excited her. Her cheeks are flushed, her breaths are short and I can swear that every time I pull her to me she barely suppresses a moan. I am torn between the desire to kiss her ruby lips and the one to grab and feel her butt.