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MatronMother
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- Dec 10, 2020
SAR-14's neural processes whirred as she listened to him, feeling him squeeze her thighs and slid his hands over them, his tail swaying. She could certainly tell he was very happy for this kind of treatment. A biological girl would have noted his tented trousers, but SAR-14 instead noted his increased arousal levels in his body chemistry, likely the thing that was causing his tented trousers. Her sense of awareness though was far more refined thanks to the raft of sensors that her android form as well as the station contained.
She gave his neck a slow and gentle squeeze with her legs, testing his resolve for a moment before it became quite clear he was into this. Her neural network trained on his responses, even those he was not aware of himself. “Feel free to report this discrepancy to my programmers,” SAR-14 remarked casually, leaning over him a little as a devious smile appeared on the android's face. “Though they are likely to call you the slutty little pervert that you are,” she teased him, a low electronic giggle running through her speakers.
The android slid her legs away from his neck and then promptly shuffled and stood up in front of him, leaning down to take a hold of the collar of his shirt and then lifting him up by it. Her strength was significant thanks to the reinforced steel skeleton of her android chassis. Electric motors whirring to life inaudibly to supply ample strength to lift the skunk up.
Once at head height, the android went further, a little unexpectedly so for him perhaps, but she had certainly understood his inference thanks to her robust logic processors. She then reached a hand around, took a hold of his body and lifted him up onto her shoulder like a sack of grain. “This is usually the part where the organic mentions their safeword,” she teased him, giving his covered butt a spank as she started to steadily walk off. While it was rougher play, she was careful to adjust the springs in her legs for the added load to ensure he wasn't jiggled too much as she walked away to a nearby lift.
She gave his neck a slow and gentle squeeze with her legs, testing his resolve for a moment before it became quite clear he was into this. Her neural network trained on his responses, even those he was not aware of himself. “Feel free to report this discrepancy to my programmers,” SAR-14 remarked casually, leaning over him a little as a devious smile appeared on the android's face. “Though they are likely to call you the slutty little pervert that you are,” she teased him, a low electronic giggle running through her speakers.
The android slid her legs away from his neck and then promptly shuffled and stood up in front of him, leaning down to take a hold of the collar of his shirt and then lifting him up by it. Her strength was significant thanks to the reinforced steel skeleton of her android chassis. Electric motors whirring to life inaudibly to supply ample strength to lift the skunk up.
Once at head height, the android went further, a little unexpectedly so for him perhaps, but she had certainly understood his inference thanks to her robust logic processors. She then reached a hand around, took a hold of his body and lifted him up onto her shoulder like a sack of grain. “This is usually the part where the organic mentions their safeword,” she teased him, giving his covered butt a spank as she started to steadily walk off. While it was rougher play, she was careful to adjust the springs in her legs for the added load to ensure he wasn't jiggled too much as she walked away to a nearby lift.