FYOP/To Love A Sexbot/0027
You pressed the red button again, and she suddenly stripped down to her underwear. Her pussy went into vibrate again, but she suddenly shook in fear.
“Why do you keep pressing that?” She shouted, “Knock it off!”
Heather sat on your lap, as you sat on a black leather sofa. You put the remote away and looked at Heather.
“You must be really funny, trying to make me mad!” Heather yelled, “You and your so-called factory can stick it! And why do I have a vibrator lodged in me?”
She held her breasts toward you and snapped, “HAH! You came here for these melons? Well... you cannot have any! I’m in love with other women! You can’t change me.”
“Can’t I?” You asked, as you held her breast. You squeezed it, and Heather yelped.
“AHH! What did I just say?”
You then ask her a question. Maybe something will free the gynoid in her.