After two days of rest, Estelle is due to return to work.
The previous busy half-month was due to Oscar being temporarily invited to teach abroad. Calvin had originally asked him to guide the bionic behavioral logic for the pet duck. However, when the project started on schedule and the professional consultant wasn't in Electronic City, the development progress of the new technology product couldn't afford any delays once it was publicly registered. Thus, Calvin urgently convened a meeting, deciding that Estelle and her team would rush out a preliminary draft of the pet duck's behavioral program, which they would then immediately hand over to Oscar upon his return.
Estelle worked tirelessly for more than ten days, finally completing the basic logic before Oscar returned from abroad.
In the coming period, the main research and development work for the pet duck would be taken over by him, with Estelle only needing to cooperate in adjusting the logic. This meant she won't be as exhausted and won't have to stay at the company anymore.
Crescent picked her up from Siren Technology every evening to take her home.
Exiting the company building, Estelle found her car parked by the roadside in the sunset. She crossed the street, opened the door, and sat down, while Crescent leaned in to kiss her.
The programming algorithm endowed the robot with certain learning capabilities, especially since he was a sex service robot who is always adept at behaviors related to sexual activities.
Crescent looked down, his palm gently holding the back of Estelle's head as his lips and tongue explored hers, kissing her until she gasped for breath, while his own breathing remained steady—it's not the first time she has kissed him until she nearly lost her breath.
His penis stood up uncontrollably. Estelle saw it, grabbed it as casual.
Crescent groaned softly, tightening his arms around her, slowly kissing her neck, "Do we make it?"
"No," Estelle pushed him away, smiling, "It's inappropriate in public."
They've done it in the car before, but that was in an abandoned forest late at night, which did seem quite different from now.
Crescent frowned slightly, not pushing further. When they arrive home, opening the door, they heard faint sounds inside. Estelle was surprised, and Crescent told her, "The ducks have hatched."
Estelle squat down gently. On the floor during twilight, two ducklings wobble and flap their wings as they stumble towards her.
She left early and returned late, and it's been 12 hours since they hatched. The ducklings' light yellow down was dry, and their feathers were fluffy. Estelle reached out to touch them, but they dodged her hand and cuddled up next to Crescent's feet instead.
"I don't know why, but they always follow me."
Estelle laught, "This is imprinting. After birth, animals often quickly recognize and follow the first living being they see. This behavior is common in lower animals, and humans exhibit similar patterns."
Crescent nodded. Estelle added, "Be careful not to step on them."
"My infrared sensors are very sensitive, so I won't," Crescent replied.
Estelle took a photo of the ducklings and sent it to Oscar.
The behavioral logic for the pet duck was too complex, and as expected, knowing how busy he must be, he didn't reply to the photo. Estelle waited for a bit and then casually set her phone aside.
By the time the phone rang, it was two hours later, when she was having sex with Crescent.
She sat on him and twisted her waist around his penis, and Crescent pulled the sheet tight, panting his eyes red, almost to be stimulated by her movement.
His penis were cocked up. They were in the upper female position, and the head of his penis was just strong enough to reach her G-spot. Crescent holding her waist, listened to her groan a higher than a sound, she will not edge control, stimulation and heavy, accidentally climax. Estelle shivered, Crescent helpless sigh, but also forced squirting.
At that moment, his penis swelled in a circle of blood, its crown ridges were hard and raised, scratching her G-spot repeatedly. Estelle was not the first time to experience it, but every time she reached her peak, she could not bear the change of his penis. She screamed and struggled, and Crescent clenched teeth hard to clamp her body, squirted semen inside her body. She felt over him, trembling and slowly calm down her breathing.
The phone screen lit up and dimmed, and she didn't have the energy to reach for it.
For a long time, she supported herself to sat up. Semen flowing between her legs, and Crescent immediately got up to help her clean the lower body.
On the screen was Oscar's reply, praising Crescent for raising ducks well. Estelle smiled, the line of sight fell, followed Oscar dialog box, she saw another name.
"Let's have a meet."
