Crescent drove home from the mall as quickly as he could.
"What are you in such a hurry for? It's not that late." Estelle found it amusing. "Aren't you afraid your duck eggs will break?"
"I'm afraid you might change your mind." Crescent said, "Aside from when you were sick, you've never initiated service before. I want to make love to you before you have second thoughts."
She was taken aback and somewhat surprised but still managed a soft laugh.
"Since I said it, I won't regret it."
Estelle had spent the night at Oscar's farm, and her clothes inevitably picked up some dust. The weather was getting hotter, and she was sweaty. When she got home, her body felt sticky, so she went into the bathroom to shower. Crescent took care of the two duck eggs and once everything was settled, he threw her dirty clothes into the washing machine and then sat down to disinfect his fingers and his penis.
The bathroom filled with the sound of water, and Crescent's penis became erect quickly. He couldn't tell if it was because of being touched during cleaning or the sound of her showering.
Electric sensations spread out, and an unbearable heat enveloped his body. The feeling wasn't pleasant, but after experiencing it so many times, he gradually got used to it.
But how can she wash so slowly, his whole body skin has been disinfected and clean, Estelle has not come out of the bathroom. Crescent could not resist knocking on the door: "Can I go in?"
She actually promised immediately. Crescent opened the door, dense water mist overflow from the ajar door. His vision was a little blurred. He saw Estelle's body through the mist. She was thin and her skin was very beautiful. Crescent walked behind her and stretched his arm around her waist.
His bodies lay on top of each other, his penis got instantly hard and hot, tightly against her. Estelle could not help laughing: "Crescent, you are a hot-tempered robot."
The system analyzed the meaning of her acquiescence, Crescent did not speak, his palm touched her waist for a while, and then slowly moved down.
His shoulders were much wider than her, his arms tightened, and he held her completely in his arms. Crescent rubbed the breast with one hand and rubbed her lower abdomen with the other. Estelle threw away the shower for the itchy feeling, and Crescent said: "There is a procedure that I have not finished."
"What procedure?"
"Investigation procedures."Crescent replied, "According to the regulations, from the first time I have sex, I should investigate your body, record the sensitivity of each part, and how much you like each posture." "But you were sick around that time, and your body needed a quick climax, so I only stimulated the clitoris and the G-spot." "When you're well and you're not home... My research process, so far, is seriously lacking in data."
Estelle looked up in surprise, Crescent looked down at her, his eyelashes and hair tips stained with some small drops of water.
"So what?" she asked.
"Let me stick it in." he said.
"You'll feel bad."
"It doesn't matter, I can help it." "If the investigation process is delayed, the system will warn me, and I will still feel pain." Crescent paused for half a second and continued, "Besides, I really want to make love with you."
Estelle was slightly startled, and before she could answer, Crescent had turned her around and face her half-knelt.
He separated her legs, looked up and licked her pearl, Estelle leg suddenly got a sour, grabbed his shoulder, almost did not stand: "More smooth please..."
"Don't worry.The investigation will take some time, and I will control the intensity so that you will not have an easy orgasm."
He did not intend to let her climax, shallow licking her secrect pearl, after her body became soft, and vagina began to pouring secrete liquid, he left her pussy, got up and hugged her.
"Relax and let me in."
As soon as his penis entered the end, Estelle silently opened her mouth, and the familiar feeling of fullness made her lose her mind.
He came in, but he didn't pull and thrust drastically, he just pushed gently to maintain his stiffness, and then began to fondle other parts of her. It turned out to be the equivalent of a sensor embedded in the body.
Starting from her ear, Crescent licked and sucked, and his penis keenly sensed the contraction of her vaginal muscles to judge her sensitivity.
His breath was so close that it seemed to be wheezing, like an aphrodisiac, that Estelle could not help closing her eyes, and Crescent bent his head all the way down, kissing her side neck and collarbone, sucking on the fingertips, and then on to the nipple.
In fact, Estelle knew that her breasts were very sensitive, that night in the car, Crescent accidentally pumping the penis while sucking the nipple cherry, soon she could not help but reached her peak.
She pressed her lips quietly, looking down at Crescent caressed her breast, his fingers kneaded her cherry, flexed up the knuckles scraped against the top. His knuckles were very hard, but not so smooth, the rough stimulation felt a moment, Estelle unconsciously clamp her legs, causing Crescent's penis to jump.
Crescent frowned, did not speak, and continued to change the pattern to stimulate that point.
Finger root clamping, with finger belly twisting, even teeth gently to bite, it seems that the more violent he stimulated, the stronger the pleasure from her cherries to make her feel joy, to understand this, Crescent simply put her cherries into the mouth.
Scraping the tongue surface, too fast and too heavy, Estelle directly comfortable cry out. The vaginal rhythm contracted, Crescent wrinkled his eyebrows, suppressed the pain, and recorded her sensitive area.
Estelle's body was carefully stimulated again by Crescent, until the end of the investigation, her body has been soft all over no strength.
It was an extremely full foreplay, she could clearly perceive the process of being gradually excited, her cherries were comfortable to numbness, the vagina became soft and sensitive, high and unbearable. Estelle gasped, just wanted to be touched and rubbed inside drastically.
She could not help but cling to Crescent's neck, but in fact the sensor knew everything, without her saying, he has long understood.
"Where would you like?"Crescent asked, "Sofa, or bed?"
Estelle shook her head: "Right here."
She wanted to do it immediately, and if she went to the bedroom, she had to dry herself first. Crescent obediently agreed, put a thick bath towel on the sink, held her up and sat down, and then thrusted her fiercely.
After the foreplay, his penis was as hard as they could be. Several times in depth, the penis are too long, glans directly to the sensitive palace entrance. Estelle suddenly shivered, did not have time to make a sound, the eyes first sour: "uh..."
It was great. As he crouched down, the heat was pouring out of her legs, like it was out of control.
Estelle legs wide open, arms support the body, head up sitting on the sink. Violent pleasure can not vent, so she clutched the table, knuckles hard white. Crescent kept thrusting, while holding her waist, went down the head, and wanted to eat her nipples.
"Don't..."
Extreme pleasure is addictive. Paradoxical, obviously the body craves the peak, but the mind is reluctant to reach it. Estelle twisted her waist to avoid, begged: "Slow down, do more for a while, OK?"
Crescent forehead rolling beads of sweat, that is the bionic physiological reaction of the robot.
He did not have human sexual pleasure, only the pain of burning limbs, he was afraid he could not help it, so he had turned off his own microphone, afraid that the collapse of the moan would frighten her, afraid that she knew her pain, and therefore would no longer make love to him.
Crescent clenched his teeth and gently hugged Estelle. As the Adam's apple rolls, he turns the microphone back on.
"Okay."
After a wave of pain, he said, "Let's change the position."
His voice was hoarse, with a broken gasp. Estelle looked at Crescent, who was frown and closed his eyes, his chest heaving violently. If he is an ordinary human, it is really like indulging in heavy passion at the moment, but he is not, he is a robot with a problem in the sensing program.
"You're suffering, aren't you?" she asked softly.
"Just fine."Crescent avoided her sight, " I can resist, it doesn't matter."
He didn't say anything more, but lifted Estelle in his arms and took her down from the sink.
Estelle stood barefoot on the ground, he turned her over and forced into her at back. Crescent arms cross hold her, move the waist and abdomen, the huge penis in her body thrusted deeply and pumped shallowly. Estelle lost his voice moaning, thinking that she was about to reach her peak, he suddenly slow down, put his the penis gently shallowly thrusted, fingers fondle around the front, stroking her hot pearl.
Stacked emotions suddenly fell, Estelle startled, only to find that Crescent has fully controlled the rhythm of making love.
Even though her body was so excited that she said she wanted to do more, he was really able to control her from reaching the peak, and several times she tightened up until she was just a little short of the limit, he was still able to pull her back at the last moment, wait for her intense feelings to subside, and then start the next round of thrusting.
Over and over again, providing her with unlimited sexual pleasure.
I can't take it. I can't take it.
Estelle's fingers were weak and soft, and she arched her body a little bit, and the deadly pleasure repeatedly washed her nerves, and the last time she is on the verge of the threshold, her voice shook: "Crescent..."
Crescent immediately grabbed her hand. "I see."
He was restrained and his voice was soft. Penis aggression her muffin, tough area precision grinding her G-spot, in Estelle loudly groaned, shaking up, he suddenly pinched her breast cherries, drastically rubbed with the force she could bear.
"I'm coming!!"
It was a desperate climax.
So intense that her mind went blank, Estelle curled her toes and screamed, and the hot fluid streamed from between her legs.
At the same time as her vagina convulsed, Crescent snorted and squeezed her waist, and the semen milk came out one stream by another uncontrollably. Their fingers interlocked, the pain made him suffered, on the back of his hands burst blue veins, eyes out of focus, and he kept saying her name:
" Estelle...Estelle..."
