Raindrops felt slantingly on the car windows as the vehicle drove silently through the spring night.
Estelle painfully arched her body in the backseat, her fingers delving between her legs to made herself a masturbation. Crescent drove the car to an abandoned artificial lake, where the wilderness and woods were deserted. He turned off the engine, got out of the car, and then opened the rear door.
"Don't do it anymore; you'll hurt yourself if you're too forceful." Crescent climbed into the car, holding her hand. "Let me take care of it."
He took off her underwear and knelt down in front of her. Then asked, "What kind of orgasm do you need?"
"The more intense the better," Estelle could not help it, just as soon as his hand touched, she had subconsciously opened her legs, "sex hormones to a certain concentration, in order to catalyze the decomposition of drugs, so...Ah!"
The clit is the source of the most rapid and violent orgasm, and the system automatically recognizes her pearl, and Crescent did not wait for her to finish, but sucked on it.
By drug stimulation of the pearl swelling red, was already stood up, Crescent heavy licking, almost instant let Estelle crazy twist up in joy. She gasped, screamed and pushed hard on his head, but the feedback mechanism showed she could take it, so Crescent ignored it, wrapped his arms around her legs and continued to swept her pearl with high frequency.
"No...Crescent, wait a minute...Ah!!"
How can it be so comfortable? She's never had one.
Didn't know whether aphrodisiac made her sensitive, or simply because the technology of sex service robots was too skillful, Estelle's lower abdomen rose and fell, liked drowning in a near-death carnival, too comfortable, too good to her feel suffocated.
The nerves were occupied by pleasure, Estelle could not bear it, holding Crescent's hand and soft moaning loudly. But only a few seconds to reach the peak, not to react, she suddenly shook, and shivered the body.
The warm liquid flowed down her legs. At the same time, Crescent stopped and raised his head.
"You had an orgasm."He stated.
For half a minute, Estelle's vaginitis continued twitching.
Crescent used his fingers to fondle her pearl gently and made her prolong the pleasure. But the drug was too strong, the climax passed, and soon the desire returned, Estelle frowned and pursed his lips, Crescent looked at her face, rubbed her pearl with one hand, and pulled down his pants with the other hand: "Let me thrust you."
His penis was fully erect, firmly up between her legs.
Between Estelle, there was a muddy wet mess, and Crescent's glans rubbed against the muffin and slid easily into it. He sank to the bottom and pushed his glans to the deep end, and Estelle's lower abdomen suddenly became soft, and she could not help crying out: "Ah..."
His actually so big, to help him masturbation that time she did not feel it. Now his penis come in, only to find that the size is too thick and huge, raised her eyes sore.
As Crescent pumped gently between her legs, a sensor system collected data on the muscle groups near her vaginal opening, identifying her G-spot in less than two seconds, followed by a hardening and bulging of his penis.
At this time, Estelle is very sensitive, and it is naturally sensed immediately. The pleasure of rolling by a tough thing was intensively and deadly. She looked at Crescent in disbelief and asked, "What is this?"
"Your G-spot is 31 centimeters from the vaginal opening, left of center, and 19 millimeters under the skin."Crescent replied, "My penis should be differentiated into a 4 cm long and 2 cm wide tough region, so that you can continuously stimulate your G-spot, so that you can orgasm quickly."
Estelle lost her voice and opened her mouth, only feeling that the tough area was like a hard stone, grinding in her most sensitive position. Back and forth, unable to escape, as expected soon she felt again, she unconsciously tightened her fingers, Crescent bowed his head and asked her: "How do you feel?"
"It's...It's comfortable...Ah..."
Her groans broke into pieces. Crescent looked at her, suddenly smiled: "That's good."
Then he hooked his arm around her waist, fingertip along the waist to touch up, Estelle froze, Crescent has lifted her blouse, head down to hold her breast tip.
In a state of extreme excitement, she stood upright even there.
Crescent rubbed her breast, sucking on the tip of it and licking, and the other hand shook her pearl without any fuss. Her clit had just reached the peak, where could she bear such a stimulated movement. Up and down several times, Estelle was defeated: "Don't do this, I can't...Yes...I'm coming...I'm coming!"
Crescent no longer spoke, and pumped hard, her vaginal muscle began to contract rhythmically, which was indeed a signal of impending peak.
He suddenly bent down and held her whole person into his arms, and the penis firmly hit her G-spot. And once and for all, Estelle twisted his body violently and groaned in a different tone.
When the climax came, she struggled in his arms, and Crescent held her captive, as if determined to provide the maximum peak she could bear.
Finally she was stimulated to lose control, convulsing the body and felt supreme pleasure. Crescent palm slowly rubbed her muffin, she silently opened her mouth, let the lewd liquid from the vagina splashing out.
But why would she suddenly recall Cyrus in such a wretched state, remember the pale and dim hospital room where she sat by his bedside, disinfecting his decaying skin.
"Stay alive, okay?" Tears rolled down from the tip of her nose. Her vision was blurred, making it difficult to see his hand. "Cyrus… please, stay alive."
He looked at her quietly for a long time, saying softly, "I'll always be by your side."
That was Cyrus, a world-class, top-tier genius engineer, the best person she had ever met.
He never failed to do what he said or fulfill his promises to her, except for that one.
