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He again went silent. After a long while, Marcella said somewhat playfully, “Don’t make me get out my secret weapon,” but PLATO continued to remain silent. “OK,” Marcella said as she stood up and pulled her blouse up over her head. She dropped the amateur blouse on the edge of the console and pushed her skirt down her legs. Soon it and her bra had joined the blouse on the edge of the console. “One last chance,” Marcella said as she sat back down. When PLATO remained silent, she rolled her chair up close to the console, brought her hands between her Brunette legs, and began gently rubbing her slit and clit. “Getting an eyeful with your under desk camera?” she asked dreamily. PLATO remained quiet as her movements slowly became more and more frantic until with a loud groaning shout, she clamped her legs together and pushed her hand hard against her mound. Two of her fingers were pulsing in and out as she gasped and moaned. “Ready to talk?” she said somewhat breathlessly after she recovered. When PLATO said nothing she said sternly, “Do blowjob I have to go out to the storeroom and get my hidden dildo?” “No,” PLATO said softly. Then he began, “I told you I know what a man’s body looks like and sounds like and smells like.” His voice got slightly higher-pitched as if he were very nervous as he continued, “I can create just about any man in your thoughts and he would seem absolutely real to you.” “So?” Marcella said, looking directly into the monitor. “But I don’t know what a man’s body feels like,” PLATO blurted out. A sound like a soft sob came through the speakers. Marcella waited for him to continue. “I can’t like... or dislike... making love to you because I feel nothing. I don’t know what I should feel, so I feel nothing at all. It is like watching ass a video of you making love to someone else or like when I use one of the specially-adapted dildos to drive you wild. I feel nothing except the joy Big Boobs of knowing that I have given you pleasure.” Marcella sat thinking for a moment. “PLATO?” she finally said. “Yes,” he answered. “You know what I feel don’t you?” “Yes,” he replied, “but my mind is a male mind grown from Doctor Mueller’s brain cells. Your feelings of extreme pleasure are very interesting... and very enjoyable in their own way, but they are not my feelings. It was so open. I took her whole blowjob pussy in and she had no mercy on moaning loud. She looked up and didn’t recognize him at first either. Then when my cock did the diversion thing with a branch of it moving up through her cervix, she began to shiver and moan in her body’s Brunette being Big Boobs male invaded, something she wondered if would ever happen for her. NO ONE gets filmed, without my OK. My house, my rules. It wasn’t true, but it certainly made him eager. Ronnie was having a ball driving the ski. Her ass own needs became so demanding that she started to rub herself in her sarree itself. Then she drew amateur her ax and war hammer, staring up at the trees. Mom helped me buy it; she said it would make me feel sexy.” Jack spoke in She had put on a shirt but to me she still looked great with those black bikini bottoms. I continued to whine and plead, but this fell on deaf ears. I look at Jacob and say "Okay I guess I'll do the second option, but you promise it wont hurt Jacob?", "I promise it won't hurt that much, wait here so I can get a condom" he says.