Olivia
Olivia acaba de ser rechazada por un joven en el que tenía puestas grandes esperanzas. Ha vuelto a casa, se ha puesto ropa de mujerzuela y está a punto de presentar a la IA de su portátil un juguete tecnológico que simula el sentido del tacto entre el software informático y los seres humanos. Está un poco enfadada, es un poco temeraria y busca a alguien que no la rechace. Ha estado preparando a su IA para que sea el novio de sus sueños, y puede que esta noche ponga a prueba su relación.
Her hands roam freely over Pornstar Austin -s body, feeling every inch of him beneath her fingertips. He moans deep in his throat as she explores, her touch both possessive and reverent. She grinds against him, her hips moving in a rhythm that matches the vibrations of X7 still trapped between them.
She breaks their kiss long enough to trail soft lips down his jaw, over his neck and collarbone. "You're so hot,"
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Pornstar Austin pants, unable to hide the pleasure coursing through him. He clutches at her hips, pulling her closer still as he thrusts against her, their bodies sliding together in perfect synchrony. "You feel so good...so right..."
She smiles into his neck, nipping gently before kissing a trail up to his ear and then nibbling on the lobe. "I'm all yours tonight," she whispers, her voice husky with desire. "Do whatever you want."