The first sexual peak of Estelle appeared at 9 o 'clock that night, when Crescent was resting and charging next to the magnetic platform.
Hearing the sound of books falling, he opened his eyes and looked, Estelle bowed his waist and covered his lower body with patience, and his ears and neck were flushed.
Crescent quickly carried her to the bed, rubbing her pearl and unbuttoning his pants with one hand. When she knelt on her side, Estelle said, "Don't get in here."
Crescent paused: "Why?"
"There are many ways to get me to climax, and it doesn't have to be penetration."Estelle said, "Don't come here again."
Crescent's eyelids moved lightly, but he did not insist and did as she said.
He did not take off his pants again, separated her legs, bent down to make sex with mouth. The extremely excited sexual organs were wet and soft, Crescent brushed away, slowly biting her clit.
The feedback mechanism has long helped him figure out Estelle's physical preferences, she is very sensitive, licking, rubbing, it is easy to let her climax.
Crescent's tongue tip circled around Estelle's pearl, moved quickly, and suddenly sucked heavily. After several stimulation, her pearl gradually congested, full and hard like a stone.
Crescent put two fingers together into the vagina, heard Estelle groan.
"You're really good at it."Estelle panted and closed his eyes, bearing the joy of rising, "Well...just like that..."
The vaginal opening closed gently and swallowed his fingers, and Crescent rubbed his fingertips against the G-spot, which was hard and hot, like a coin.
Knuckles in the vagina deep and shallow, accompanied by a vague sticky water sound, fragile and sensitive parts are constantly sucking, rubbing, Estelle only felt the waist soft and had no strength. Her legs were shaking and she couldn't control them, and there was nothing to do but hold on to the sheet and wait for the peak.
She suddenly craved this kind of crazy and intense pleasure, don't know whether it was induced by aphrodisiacs, or because of the superior skill of sex service robots.
However, she did not make love for a long time, from last fall when she broke up with Aiden, to later go abroad to participate in the international summit of robots, she has been very busy and not in the mood, and now the calculation has been nearly half a year.
Or maybe it was the gap period that lowered her threshold, and somehow, under the service of Crescent, she always reached the peak quickly. His fingers were too flexible, the Angle and force of his lips and teeth were all just right, and the nerves were tortured crazy by pleasure, she could not help but clamp his head, and Crescent hung his eyes unmoved, still licking and sucking hard. One by one, she was trembling from his licking, and her toes curled up unconsciously.
"Nice, um...Yes..."
It's just used his mouth.
His genitals were much better than his mouth, and she remembered it very well last night, even though she wasn't conscious.
The climax came as expected, Estelle shivered back, Crescent loosened her pearl, and the frequency of finger pumping into the vagina dropped. His hands were so full of her fluid.
"Feel any better?"Crescent asked.
Estelle silently nodded, the concentration of Rosaline past.
She slowed down for a while, went to the bathroom to take a bath, Crescent stood up and helped her to the past, the line of sight fell, she saw his erect and full penis, bulging out a clear outline across the fabric.
"Wait a moment and it'll be fine." she said.
"Okay."
After coming out of the bathroom, Crescent went back to sleep.
Estelle looked at his lower body, which had returned to normal, and didn't disturb him. She returned to the bedroom and flipped through a few pages of a book. Her body was very tired, and later she fell asleep unknowingly, face down on the table.
When she woke up, Estelle was in bed, and there were sounds of cooking in the kitchen early in the morning.
Estelle came into the kitchen. Crescent was bending over in a beam of morning light, carefully seasoning the food.
"It's 7: 06 AM. You got up four minutes earlier than yesterday."
Estelle leaned against the door frame and watched him for a while.
"Why can you cook?" she suddenly asked.
"This question you've asked many times, but I don't know," Crescent answered. "From the beginning, I could cook."
"When was the beginning?"
"When I was first made."
"What year was that?"
Crescent was silent for a moment, as if searching for an answer.
"I don't remember," he said.
As he spoke, he turned his head toward her. The morning sunlight slanted over, and Estelle saw his eyes.
The light brown bioengineered iris, with its realistic and delicate pattern, looked just like a real human's. She gazed at him, lost in thought, and Crescent asked, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing," Estelle snapped back to reality and said softly, "I just think your eyes are very beautiful."
It wasn't just his eyes; from head to toe, there was nowhere he couldn't pass for human.
With the development of technology up to this point, the techniques for bioengineered bones, skin, and hair have reached near perfection, and AI engineering has long since broken through traditional barriers. This robot before her had a complete set of brain and nervous systems. He could converse fluently and naturally, with a heartbeat and breathing. His bioengineered skin always maintained a temperature of 36.8°C. Apart from being unable to eat or excrete, he was almost indistinguishable from a human.
This was the crystallization of the wisdom of countless scientists and engineers throughout history.
