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gag was still in place and Denise nodded, moving 's head just a
fraction.
Terri leaned back, showing 's golden bush to Denise, and reached in
between 's legs, pulling out a small rubber device like that looked like a
short fat dildo. Denise almost fell from 's chair as watched streams
of liquid flow from android-Terri's pussy. It dripped from her, onto the
desk, soaking the blotter below. It ran down 's lean white thighs, coursing
over the curves and forming puddles at the android-girl's knees. And still
it kept flowing! Denise felt 's heart pounding in 's chest, 's breasts
rising and falling faster with each breath. 's pussy was wet enough she
could feel the chair becoming slick. 's 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 's obvious arousal. Terri confirmed 's ringleader status by
silencing them. Then directed 's attention to Denise.
"Since you're so facinated by it," said lustily, reaching out to grab
Denise's hair, "why don't you taste it?" The Terri-android pulled Denise's
face into 's muff
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