Yes

"I don't know Codsworth, I really need to chase after the people who took Shaun."

"What good will you be to Master Shaun if you're this stressed out ma'am. Besides, you know it will only take me a few minutes."

"Oh I suppose that's true. I really could use some relief right now." You say massaging your shoulder after all the stress you've experienced lately.

"Excellent ma'am. Shall I go collect the special vibrating attachment for my arm then? I'm sure it'll only take a moment to dust off after 210 years."

"No Codsworth, there's no time. You'll have to use the handle to your flamer again."

"Ahh yes. The quicky protocol. Excellent choice ma'am."

Following this discussion, the two of you head into your own home for some privacy, although all the holes in the walls make this less than ideal. Once in your old kitchen, you lower your vault suit, completely exposing yourself to your old robot butler. Detecting that you're now nude, he hovers closer to you, rubbing the flamer attached to his mechanical arm up against the outside of your slit. After 210 years of sexual inactivity, its only moments before your pussy starts to moisten.

Codsworth detects this new-found wetness and progresses on to slowly inserting the phallic shaped handle of the flamer into your now dripping pussy. You run around and bend over so that he's now slowly pumping in and out of you in a doggystyle position.

"Oh God Codsworth, you always knew just how to please me." You moan out, deep in ecstasy.

"Yes ma'am. All Mr Handy models are designed to aid housewives in any way necessary."

Codsworth has now started to speed up the rate at which he is pumping in and out of you, bringing you closer and closer to orgasm by the second.

"Ohhh God, don't stop. Harder!"

Following your instructions, Codsworth's mechanical arm is now pistoning in and out of your vagina as fast as physically possible. Your orgasm begins, causing you to instinctively hold your breath as you hover at the peak of sexual pleasure. You release that feeling of pent up sexual energy and with it relax the muscles in your pelvis. As you do so, your pussy starts gushing, squirting juices all over the filthy floor. Overcome by the orgasmic bliss that you're feeling, your knees go weak and you collapse to the floor. It's only after a few more seconds of squirting that it finally comes to a stop and you lay there panting after an intense orgasm.