Eriko

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boyfriend's sperm? You've fantasized about it running out of my Eriko gallery wet pussy?" Denise felt Eriko own pussy contract, hearing her fantasy said out loud in the presense of the other girls. No, Eriko was working hard to remind herself that these were all androids. Manufactured people who were programmed to be her fantasy students. Eriko tried to believe that, but this was all so real. "Well?" Terri's android asked. "Do you want to see?" The gag was still in place and Denise nodded, moving Eriko head just a Terri leaned back, showing her golden bush to Denise, and Eriko reached in between Eriko legs, pulling out a small rubber device like that looked like a short fat dildo. Denise almost fell from her chair as Eriko watched streams of liquid flow from android-Terri's pussy. It dripped from her, onto the desk, soaking the blotter below. It ran down Eriko lean white thighs, coursing over the curves and forming puddles at the android-girl's knees. And still it kept flowing! Denise felt Eriko heart pounding in her chest, her breasts rising and falling faster with each breath. Eriko pussy was wet enough she could feel the chair becoming slick. Eriko nipples stood at rigid attention, crinkling up tight despite the warmth of the room. The android-girls made comments about how "Miss Gray" was staring at the sight, and Eriko obvious arousal. Terri confirmed her ringleader status by ...(cont.)

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