You

You nibble your lip and look at the woman, whose little cunt is red and bruised and swollen beyond belief. Your cock is straining in your pants and you want to finish. Dr. Johnson giggles, "Men."

She pushes you to lean back and settles on the ground in front of you. You tremble as she takes your length into her hot and wet mouth. Your eyes lock with the woman and the wide satisfied grin on your face has her thrashing harder in her binds.

You enter a few commands and than send your robot on autopilot. Soon, she is screaming and thrashing anew as your robot makes her suffer.

Her clit is red and swollen, shining so red that it makes the perfect little target for you robot to **** and destroy. Dr. Johnson is making quick work of you and so you make quick work of the woman.

Her face is as red as her clit and tear stained. She never stops screaming as your robot pounds away at her cunt. Soon, your robot stops punching and the fist turn back into pincers. You lick your lips and grip the rest of the bench.

The pincers grab hold and she's sobbing, completely incoherent besides a very loud, very **** "Please!"

Your robot clenches and she's shrieking. She's like a trapped wild animal as her clit is destroyed. She gives one last shriek as your robot gives one last, mighty clench and her clit pops. Her whole body goes slack and you come undone. This whole time Dr. Johnson has been sucking and licking your cock and she hasn't stopped now. Seeing the woman be ruined only has you cumming harder into Dr. Johnson's sweet mouth.

Dr. Johnson takes all of you before you're spent and your whole body goes slack. She gives you a moment and soon rises to sit next to you. "My turn, big boy."

You grin and move to sit between her legs. She's already dripping and is eager for you to start. You shove your face forward and begin. You lick and suck and lap at all her sensitive parts.

Her moans are quickly joined by the man's screams. They are incoherent babbling and screams, Dr. Johnson is petting your hair as you pleasure her. After a few seconds, perhaps just slightly longer than you took, Dr. Johnson's cunt is tensing around your mouth and the man is shrieking like someone is ripping his nuts off. Or maybe just popping them.

You give Dr. Johnson a few more seconds to recover and pet your hair before you get up and sit next to her. Both your pets our out cold now. One has a burst clit and the other, you chuckle, is missing a pair of balls.

"That was fun. We should do it again."

Dr. Johnson nods, breathless.