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Honey Bunn, my personal Robot Slave has been turned off. Her body is slumped in the chair, as I perform an eye-check on her, lift an arm, and pan across her body. Once I've inspected it, I turn her back on by pressing the back of her neck. She jolts with a gasp, and looks around confused and frustrated - explaining to me how she gets more and more dazed and her memory gets worse and worse and how all she wants is her shirt, as I say RED to make her have an instant orgasm... after which she looks even more confused as she asks me why her heart is beating ...
Honey Bunn, my personal Robot Slave has been turned off. Her body is slumped in the chair, as I perform an eye-check on her, lift an arm, and pan across her body. Once I've inspected it, I turn her back on by pressing the back of her neck. She jolts with a gasp, and looks around confused and frustrated - explaining to me how she gets more and more dazed and her memory gets worse and worse and how all she wants is her shirt, as I say RED to make her have an instant orgasm... after which she looks even more confused as she asks me why her heart is beating ...
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