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<v Speaker 2>Hey it's Charlotte, It's Riley, and run back with more

<v Speaker 2>Reddit e Radica. Yes, we are welcome back. It's the

<v Speaker 2>holiday season. Boom de boomo beautiful. I think this comes

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<v Speaker 2>it's the holiday season, do it all right? And this

<v Speaker 2>first one comes from deleted my Favorite Ones and the

<v Speaker 2>title is Santa's Nasty Cum Rag gross pushing the vibrator

<v Speaker 2>in and out. A light slashing sound appears as her

<v Speaker 2>juices splatter on the cushions. A jingle from the bells

<v Speaker 2>is heard from outside. A magical fireplace appears in down

<v Speaker 2>comes Santa, big sack full of toys, bellowing ho ho ho,

<v Speaker 2>but it's spelled h oe. What do we have here?

<v Speaker 2>It says you've been a naughty girl. I'm changing that

<v Speaker 2>you look like a good girl. Don't stop playing. Santa

<v Speaker 2>wants to watch Santa, you fucking perv gross, you big fatman.

<v Speaker 2>The loud jingle is Santa loosens up his belt and

<v Speaker 2>down comes Santa's big red pants, a huge, throbbing, vainy cock,

<v Speaker 2>dripping with pre com pointed at Tricia's lips. Tricia, don't

<v Speaker 2>stop playing, Tricia, just suck on this while you have fun.

<v Speaker 2>Santa mones as he feels her soft tongue licking and

<v Speaker 2>lapping at the end of his big pulsing rod, moaning

<v Speaker 2>and pushing the vibrator deeper. As she comes again, she

<v Speaker 2>starts sucking the end of his fat cock, leaking his fertile,

<v Speaker 2>magical cumb, coating her lips with the precumb and the

<v Speaker 2>drool running down her neck. She gags and takes his

<v Speaker 2>cock deep into her throat. Santa pushing his hips back

<v Speaker 2>and forth, fucking Tricia's face relentlessly. Oh my god, you're

<v Speaker 2>such a good girl. Santa's been busy all night. He

<v Speaker 2>needs this relief, and you're making my dick feel so good.

<v Speaker 2>Santa moans as his balls bounce off the bottom of

<v Speaker 2>her cheek. Where is missus claws? First of all? Yeah,

<v Speaker 2>tag cheating, Hello, Santa, rapping and twisting his fist into

<v Speaker 2>Tricia's hair, pulling her head back and forth. Gag on

<v Speaker 2>that cock, you fucking slut. Santa's gonna take you back

<v Speaker 2>to the North Pole. You're going to be my personal whore.

<v Speaker 2>Oh my god, Santa Claus. Santa screams as his cock

<v Speaker 2>pumps deep into Tricia's throat, bulging her neck as she

<v Speaker 2>comes once more, hearing Santa's naughty words, squirting across the

<v Speaker 2>room and plastering the glass on the window with her juices.

<v Speaker 2>Oh my god, she's got some air on that yeah,

<v Speaker 2>and streaming down the sill, her eyes streaming as they water,

<v Speaker 2>unable to see as she gags on Santa's stiff dick.

<v Speaker 2>Tricia's legs laying flat on the couch as her body

<v Speaker 2>is worn out, unable to come anymore now being Santa's

<v Speaker 2>fuck rag as he moves her head back and forth,

<v Speaker 2>their moans and gurgles fill the room, lifting her head

<v Speaker 2>to cradle as fat, low hanging balls and massaging gently,

<v Speaker 2>You fat, low hanging balls. He is old, that's true. Yes, yes, yes,

<v Speaker 2>you fucking slut. Make Santa come, you bitch. Oh my god, Santa.

<v Speaker 2>Santa Santa screams as his hips also Santa screaming, I'm

<v Speaker 2>just like ah, Santa screams. Is his hips thrust back

<v Speaker 2>and forth even faster, plugging her nose, and his last

<v Speaker 2>thrust and holds he's plugging her nose. Yeah, what the fuck?

<v Speaker 2>He's like, let's scare. Yeah, here it comes, bitch, swallow

<v Speaker 2>all of Sanna's come. No, I don't like this, Santa

<v Speaker 2>Santa moans as he releases a torrential wave of sperm,

<v Speaker 2>filling her stomach as her tight belly swells, making her

<v Speaker 2>look pregnant. That's so much come yeah, that's foul. He

<v Speaker 2>unplugs her nose as the cum gushes from her nostrils.

<v Speaker 2>He smacks her face as he pulls out and spurts

<v Speaker 2>his final stream of sperm across her face, leaving her

<v Speaker 2>a wreck on the couch and leaking come from her

<v Speaker 2>mouth as she breathes heavily, licking her lips and swallowing

<v Speaker 2>the mouthful of sperm, scraping the cum from her face

<v Speaker 2>into her mouth and licking her fingers. Mmm, Santa, that's

<v Speaker 2>exactly what I wanted for Christmas, Tricia says, and she

<v Speaker 2>crawls into Santa's big red sack. I'm ready to go

<v Speaker 2>back to the North Pole, Santa, to fulfill my duties

<v Speaker 2>as your sex slave. Oh my god, Tricia says, lost

<v Speaker 2>in desire, staring at Santa with sex and lust in

<v Speaker 2>her eyes. Yeah, lost in desire, that's for sure. Because

<v Speaker 2>what do you mean? She says? All right, this isn't

<v Speaker 2>my home anymore.

<v Speaker 3>Okay, you don't got to ask me twice.

<v Speaker 2>Welcome to slavery, my pet, Santa says, as he picks

<v Speaker 2>Tricia's body up from the couch and drapes her over

<v Speaker 2>his shoulder, Leaving the present by the tree and up

<v Speaker 2>the fireplace he goes. Ho ho ho, Santa says, as

<v Speaker 2>he slaps Tricia's ass as her breast jiggle over his shoulder,

<v Speaker 2>setting her into the sleigh. As he tosses his sack

<v Speaker 2>in the back, getting behind the reins, he and zips

<v Speaker 2>his bright red slacks, pulling Tricia's head down to his

<v Speaker 2>throbbing shaft. Suck this big cock, slut. Oh my god,

<v Speaker 2>Santa's getting road head. Yeah, but like Santo, you just

<v Speaker 2>came a lot. How can you do it again? He's

<v Speaker 2>a mythical creature, he is mythical. I don't ever want

<v Speaker 2>to hear about Santa again after this. Santa's ruined. Santa

<v Speaker 2>moans as he feels her moist supple lips part and

<v Speaker 2>open to envelop his fat cockhead, dripping the peppermint flavored precum. Ooh, peppermint. Yeah,

<v Speaker 2>I'm down for that. Yeah mm, Santa, your cum is

<v Speaker 2>so yummy. I just love being your little slut, Tricia says,

<v Speaker 2>as her wet tongue licks and laps over his pisslet. Ew,

<v Speaker 2>Santa's pisslet. I've never seen those words. He is pisolet. Yeah.

<v Speaker 2>Wrapping her lips and tongue around his large cockhead and

<v Speaker 2>her drool seeping down his thick shaft, Tricia gags and

<v Speaker 2>bones that she sucks and swallows Santa's huge festive cock.

<v Speaker 2>Oh my god, Festive tis the season. Yeah, yeah, I

<v Speaker 2>knew you were the right slut for the job. My

<v Speaker 2>little slut princess missus claws just isn't doing it for

<v Speaker 2>me anymore. Missus claws, No, that's so sad. So you'll

<v Speaker 2>be sleeping with Santa from here on out. He's like, missus.

<v Speaker 3>Claws, bitch, old bitch, Yeah, Santa, bellows and moons is

<v Speaker 3>his hips lift and thrust his mighty cock into Tricia's loving,

<v Speaker 3>velvety mouth.

<v Speaker 2>Santa holding her head down in his lap as his

<v Speaker 2>hips thrust up and down her light gasps and gurgles

<v Speaker 2>as he groans, the reindeers zipping through the sky and

<v Speaker 2>the whistling from the wind blowing over the sleigh. I

<v Speaker 2>didn't even think about the reindeer in this situation. They're

<v Speaker 2>probably like, oh my fucking god. Yeah, they're probably like,

<v Speaker 2>oh my god, he's at it again, the cold, brisk

<v Speaker 2>air making Tricia's nipples harden like pencil erasers. Wait, what

<v Speaker 2>a description. Santa reaching his hand over and pinching and

<v Speaker 2>rolling her nipples in between his fingers. Santa's cocked throbbing

<v Speaker 2>with desire and wanting from this obedient little sluts sitting

<v Speaker 2>in the sleigh with him, launching the remainder of his

<v Speaker 2>throbbing cock deep into Tricia's mouth, pushing her chin tightly

<v Speaker 2>against his balls, fucking his thick dick deeper and faster

<v Speaker 2>into her mouth, listening to her loud gasp for air

<v Speaker 2>as he fills her throat. Oh fuck, Tricia, you're so

<v Speaker 2>good with your mouth my dear, I can't wait to

<v Speaker 2>use your other holes. Santa, moaning and groaning as he

<v Speaker 2>pushes and pulls her head back and forth onto his pulsing,

<v Speaker 2>fainy cock. Santa stop, the sleigh, still whipping through the

<v Speaker 2>skies and through the Aurora Borealis, the sleigh lowering and

<v Speaker 2>making its descent down onto the snow as the reindeer

<v Speaker 2>pull the sleigh to the cave's hidden entrance. Santa, unable

<v Speaker 2>to hold his orgasm anymore, he twists and pulls her

<v Speaker 2>hearted nipple as he thrust his fat cock for its

<v Speaker 2>final time into Atricia's mouth, his ball simmering with his

<v Speaker 2>magical sperm. Santa's coming, You fucking wore aw was that necessary?

<v Speaker 2>Santa howls. He squirts his hot, peppermint flavored sperm all

<v Speaker 2>over Tricia's throat, encoding her soft, warm tongue, listening to

<v Speaker 2>her sweet, submissive gulps as she swallows his festive seed.

<v Speaker 2>Keeping her face down in his lap and her mouth

<v Speaker 2>full of his dick. She lies there in total bliss

<v Speaker 2>and happiness as the delicious sperm swim around in her

<v Speaker 2>tummy and the minty flavor is exploding on her tongue.

<v Speaker 2>Oh Ho ho, Christmas to all and to all a

<v Speaker 2>good night, Santa screams as they reach his chambers. Now

<v Speaker 2>crawl on the bed, bitch and wait for me. Oh

<v Speaker 2>my god, he's so mean, Santa says as he slaps

<v Speaker 2>her q ass and watches her thirty six b titties

<v Speaker 2>jiggle as she crawls from the sleigh over to the bed.

<v Speaker 2>Tricia's turning back and saying, Merry Christmas, everyone, I finally

<v Speaker 2>got my present I've been asking for, Tricia giggling as

<v Speaker 2>she climbs into the bed. Maoy quiz moss, Marry Christmas.

<v Speaker 2>Oh my god, that was a scary one. I have

<v Speaker 2>to go see Santa on Sunday. You're gonna look at

<v Speaker 2>him different. Yeah, I'm gonna be like, I'm not sitting

<v Speaker 2>on your lap, you fucking pervert. Yeah. And this next

<v Speaker 2>one comes from Illustrious Underscore Wave Underscore seven oh two,

<v Speaker 2>and it's called a malfunctioning AI robot makes me squirt

<v Speaker 2>during my airport security search. Hate when that happens happens

<v Speaker 2>to the best of us, and the tags are female

<v Speaker 2>twenty three strip search, multiple orgasms, squirting yay, squirting yay,

<v Speaker 2>attention passengers, Please be patient. Some systems are experiencing temporary disruptions.

<v Speaker 2>The announcement crackles overhead in English and Japanese, and all

<v Speaker 2>of us grown in unison. I stand in the security

<v Speaker 2>line at Narita Airport with my boss, Doctor Larry McAllister,

<v Speaker 2>CEO of Connexus Biosciences. Just a couple of hours ago,

<v Speaker 2>we were at the Tokyo International Pharma Convention presenting our

<v Speaker 2>new antidepressant Salonics with that piercing emergency alert tone. The

<v Speaker 2>news stuns us all. A global malware attack is bringing

<v Speaker 2>down systems worldwide, shopping banks, telecom. Doctor McAllister frowns, running

<v Speaker 2>a hand through his already disheveled gray hair. This looks bad, amy,

<v Speaker 2>he says, scrolling through updates. If we don't leave now,

<v Speaker 2>we could be stuck here. I keep to myself that

<v Speaker 2>a few extra days in Tokyo wouldn't exactly be a tragedy.

<v Speaker 2>What twenty three year old wouldn't want to stay. But

<v Speaker 2>he tells me to grab my and the next thing

<v Speaker 2>I know, we're in a cab racing toward the airport.

<v Speaker 2>Standing here now, I do regret what I'm wearing. My

<v Speaker 2>skirt is short, ridiculously short, sitting high on my hips

<v Speaker 2>and ending at the top of my thighs, leaving almost

<v Speaker 2>the full length of my long, tanned legs bare, while

<v Speaker 2>my mid drift top is cut so low my boobs

<v Speaker 2>spill out over my naked, flat stomach. No, oh, my god,

<v Speaker 2>your toled legs and your flat stomach. I am dressed

<v Speaker 2>to sell pharmaceuticals today, not for a fourteen hour emergency

<v Speaker 2>flight back to the States, and compared to doctor McAllister

<v Speaker 2>in his crumpled gray suit, we might as well be

<v Speaker 2>from two different worlds. What do you mean you're dressed

<v Speaker 2>to sell pharmaceuticals in a crop top slot. A few

<v Speaker 2>men in lying leer at me, their eyes crawling over

<v Speaker 2>every inch of my body. It's gross, for sure, but

<v Speaker 2>it makes me appreciate doctor McAllister even more. I don't

<v Speaker 2>think he's ever looked at me that way once, and

<v Speaker 2>he reminds me more of my sweet grandpa than a

<v Speaker 2>corporate ceo. What's this, doctor McCallister says, suddenly craning his neck.

<v Speaker 2>As the passenger line breaks apart into clusters, Security officers

<v Speaker 2>start pulling people off in small groups. One officer steps

<v Speaker 2>toward A passenger, lifts a handheld scanner, and a thin

<v Speaker 2>vertical beam sweeps down the man's body. The scanner flashes

<v Speaker 2>green and he's waved through. What's going on? I ask

<v Speaker 2>Doctor McAllister squints some kind of rapid AI screening tech.

<v Speaker 2>Never seen it before. Then it's our turn. The officer

<v Speaker 2>lifts the device toward me and the vertical beam traces

<v Speaker 2>down my body. A low, angry buzz fills the air,

<v Speaker 2>and the display flashes red, then scans doctor McCallister with

<v Speaker 2>the same result. The officer says something in sharp Japanese.

<v Speaker 2>I'm not going to attempt to read what it says.

<v Speaker 2>What did he just say? I whisper. On his display

<v Speaker 2>there's an icon of a pill with a giant red

<v Speaker 2>X over it. I'm guessing they think we're smuggling drugs.

<v Speaker 2>Doctor McAllister mutters, panic threading his voice, then louder to

<v Speaker 2>the officer. No, we are pharmaceutical sales, pharmaceudicles. The officer

<v Speaker 2>doesn't understand, and we're guided away from the main security

<v Speaker 2>flow into a small waiting room separated from the other passengers.

<v Speaker 2>After several long minutes, a woman in uniform finally approaches.

<v Speaker 2>She sits at her desk, her eyes narrowing as she

<v Speaker 2>reviews the security data that's been uploaded to her computer.

<v Speaker 2>The scan detected traces of ketamine on both of you,

<v Speaker 2>she says, her English clear but heavily accented. Doctor McAllister

<v Speaker 2>rubs his forehead, still processing. We were at the pharmaceutical

<v Speaker 2>convention all morning, he says slowly, a lot of products

<v Speaker 2>there use ketamine precursors. It's probably just trace concamination. She

<v Speaker 2>scrolls further, Her eyes stop, Amy Park, you have a

<v Speaker 2>prior drug arrest. Doctor McAllister looks at me, startled and confused.

<v Speaker 2>My chest tightens. It was a stupid college thing, I say.

<v Speaker 2>A cop pulled my friend and me over for a

<v Speaker 2>busted tail light, smelled weed in the car, and charged

<v Speaker 2>us for possession. It was bullshit. Those charges were all dropped.

<v Speaker 2>It's in my record. Dr McAllister lets out a quiet sigh.

<v Speaker 2>We do not have any further information, she says. The

<v Speaker 2>malware attack this morning wiped the remaining data. Oh no,

<v Speaker 2>that's scary. I'm like, so in the story an, I'm like,

<v Speaker 2>what's gonna happen? Then she looks back at me. You

<v Speaker 2>must be cavity search before you can be released. My

<v Speaker 2>whole body goes cold. Excuse me, this is standard protocol

<v Speaker 2>for someone who is flagged for drug possession. I would

<v Speaker 2>do the search myself, but I must leave to assist

<v Speaker 2>passenger screening. She gestures toward a sealed exam room. Our

<v Speaker 2>AI scanning robot, however, can perform the search. If you refuse,

<v Speaker 2>you and your companion will be detained here until we

<v Speaker 2>can locate your complete file. But we do not expect

<v Speaker 2>backup systems to be restored at least until tomorrow. Doctor

<v Speaker 2>McAllister finally breaks Now, wait, this is ridiculous, he snaps,

<v Speaker 2>voice louder than I've ever heard before. I put my

<v Speaker 2>hand lightly on his arm. It's fine, I say quietly.

<v Speaker 2>Let's just get this over with so we can all

<v Speaker 2>go home. The officer turns to doctor McAllister. I cannot

<v Speaker 2>leave you here unrestrained. She pulls out heavy zip ties,

<v Speaker 2>binding his wrists together and then his ankles. He looks

<v Speaker 2>completely stunned, but he doesn't resist. Oh my god, sweet old,

<v Speaker 2>I know that's sad. Why does he have to be

<v Speaker 2>chained up? But she doesn't Well, I think she's going

<v Speaker 2>in to get strip searched by the AI and he's

<v Speaker 2>left alone in the room. Okay, She points me toward

<v Speaker 2>the exam room. Once you're inside, the AI agent will

<v Speaker 2>give you instructions, she says. If you comply, this will

<v Speaker 2>be over quickly. I step into the exam room, and

<v Speaker 2>as the door closes and locks behind me, I catch

<v Speaker 2>doctor McAllister hands and feet bound, mouthing good luck. The

<v Speaker 2>bright fluorescent lights flick on instantly, and there's a wide

<v Speaker 2>examination table in the middle of the room. Suspended from

<v Speaker 2>the ceiling above it is a long white cylinder with

<v Speaker 2>four articulated robot arms extending from it, each ending in

<v Speaker 2>human shaped hands with five individual mechanical fingers. I'm speechless.

<v Speaker 2>This is the kind of thing I thought only existed

<v Speaker 2>in a James Cameron movie. Yeah, why does he need fingers? Yeah,

<v Speaker 2>that's creepy. A woman's voice then fills the room, warm

<v Speaker 2>and natural, almost friendly. Hello, Amy Park, It says, I

<v Speaker 2>am touch tactical object uncovering clearance hardware. Before we begin,

<v Speaker 2>please confirm you agree to a full body cavity search.

<v Speaker 2>It shouldn't sound this human, and that is what unnerves

<v Speaker 2>me the most. Yes, I managed to say, even though

<v Speaker 2>my throat is dry. Thank you for your cooperation, Touch

<v Speaker 2>replies perfectly calm. Please remove all your clothing and lie

<v Speaker 2>on the examination table for a moment. I just stand there, frozen.

<v Speaker 2>This is humiliating and insane, but I remember the alternative

<v Speaker 2>is being stuck here until tomorrow. My hands tremble as

<v Speaker 2>I peel off my top and unhook my bra my

<v Speaker 2>nipples stiffening instantly at the cool air. I kick off

<v Speaker 2>my heels, unzip my skirt and let it slip to

<v Speaker 2>the floor, Hooking my thumbs into my thong, I hesitate

<v Speaker 2>for just a heartbeat, then drag the thin lace down

<v Speaker 2>my legs, my naked pussy exposed as I make my

<v Speaker 2>way to the exam table. I climb up and lie

<v Speaker 2>flat on my back, trying not to think about how

<v Speaker 2>vulnerable I am. Please position yourself like the diagram on

<v Speaker 2>the screen. Touch instrucks. I look up. The overhead monitor

<v Speaker 2>displays a stick figure with its arms and legs spread wide,

<v Speaker 2>resembling a starfish. Oh my god, and doing that button

<v Speaker 2>naked em in a room you've never been in before. Yeah,

<v Speaker 2>my stomach knots, but I spread my limbs like the

<v Speaker 2>monitor shows there's a hiss of machinery. Then cuffs extend

<v Speaker 2>from the table and lock around my wrists and ankles

<v Speaker 2>with firm clicks. Oh no, I don't like that. No

<v Speaker 2>examinations starting. Touch announces I don't breathe. One of the

<v Speaker 2>robot's hands glides down, impossibly dextrous, and its fingers prod

<v Speaker 2>inside my right ear, then the left. It's cold and invasive,

<v Speaker 2>but not painful, just a strange tickle that makes me

<v Speaker 2>want to squirm. Another hand angles toward my face, two

<v Speaker 2>fingers pressing gently at my nostrils, stretching them open to

<v Speaker 2>check inside. I try not to sneeze. Two fingers then

<v Speaker 2>pry my lips apart, a third pressing firmly on my tongue.

<v Speaker 2>It's uncomfortable, but I force myself to stay still. Suddenly,

<v Speaker 2>a loud electronic arm blares through the room, harsh and

<v Speaker 2>grating touches, voice glitches warping as it repeats error error error,

<v Speaker 2>Safety Proto calls disabled, safety, PROTO calls disabled foreign program

<v Speaker 2>initiated edging beta test now starting edging. Oh no, they

<v Speaker 2>should have like a panic button or like an intercom system.

<v Speaker 2>But something this sounds like new technology I guess they

<v Speaker 2>haven't gotten that far yet. What can you zoo? I freeze,

<v Speaker 2>panic rising? What is the edging beta test? That's when

<v Speaker 2>it hits me. Touch has been hacked by the same

<v Speaker 2>malware virus that has compromised computer systems worldwide, and I'm

<v Speaker 2>strapped in completely at its mercy. The arms descend from above,

<v Speaker 2>their metal fingers splayed as they close in with a cold,

<v Speaker 2>mechanical hunger. I can't help but gasp as robotic hands

<v Speaker 2>grip my breast firmly, cool mechanical fingers needing my soft flesh,

<v Speaker 2>thumbs brushing in tight circles around my nipples until they're

<v Speaker 2>throbbing and stiff. My back arches off the table, but

<v Speaker 2>the cuffs hold me tight, and I am nothing but

<v Speaker 2>a helpless canvas for their groping. My immediate thought is, girl,

<v Speaker 2>you have such a lawsuit on your hands. You're about

<v Speaker 2>to be very rich. Oh yeah, so much money immediately. Yes,

<v Speaker 2>Also this sounds absolutely terrifying. No part of me would

<v Speaker 2>be able to like find joy in this. No, but

<v Speaker 2>the tag say she gets to come, so yeah, I'm

<v Speaker 2>bud she does. What the fuck are you doing? I yell,

<v Speaker 2>but the robotic hands don't stop. If anything, they grow bolder.

<v Speaker 2>Two fingers pinch one nipple, rolling it between them, tugging

<v Speaker 2>and twisting, while another palms my breast, massaging in slow,

<v Speaker 2>methodical circles. The stimulation is relentless and overwhelming, my skin

<v Speaker 2>buzzing with a hot, electric burn. Please stop, I scream.

<v Speaker 2>A robotic left hand slides down my rib cage, tracing

<v Speaker 2>the frantic rise and fall of my stomach, before settling

<v Speaker 2>against my inner thigh, fingertips stroking my sensitive skin. I

<v Speaker 2>try to clamp my legs shut, but it's pointless. Fuck.

<v Speaker 2>Please not there, I cry, breath hitching as the hand

<v Speaker 2>at my thigh traces higher, drawing slow circles just beside

<v Speaker 2>my dampening kunt. I shake my head hard, no, don't.

<v Speaker 2>Without warning, two fingers slam against my clip and erupt

<v Speaker 2>into a brutal, high speed vibration so fierce and ruthless

<v Speaker 2>that I cry out, my hips bucking wildly, straining to

<v Speaker 2>break free from the unrelenting assault between my legs. Oh

<v Speaker 2>my god, it's just like, yeah, how does she come

<v Speaker 2>in the end? I don't know. That sounds like I

<v Speaker 2>would I don't know what I would do. Scream. She's screaming.

<v Speaker 2>I don't know, yeah, her poor vagina. I know, but

<v Speaker 2>the cuffs hold me fast, leaving me helpless as the

<v Speaker 2>machine grinds mercilessly against my pussy. Oh my god, Oh

<v Speaker 2>my god, what are you doing? I scream, my voice

<v Speaker 2>high and frantic. My breath comes in quick, ragged bursts.

<v Speaker 2>Every muscle in my body tensing is the relentless vibration

<v Speaker 2>ravishes my clit. Seconds crawl by, then minutes, each one

<v Speaker 2>stretching unbearably as the assault continues without mercy. Meanwhile, hands

<v Speaker 2>keep working my breasts, fingers flicking and pinching my nipples,

<v Speaker 2>making me moan uncontrollably with every touch. Motherfucker, you're gonna

<v Speaker 2>make me come. Please, no more, You're gonna make me come. Then,

<v Speaker 2>just as abruptly as it began, the vibrations stop and

<v Speaker 2>the hands move away, leaving me gasping and trembling. Edging

<v Speaker 2>Beta test complete, Touch announces calmly, I'm panting, chest heaving

<v Speaker 2>as I try to catch my breath. Wait, what the fuck,

<v Speaker 2>I stammer, my mind spinning. Let me go. Then denied

<v Speaker 2>Touch responds, initiating nanoparticle screening. Female ejaculate sample required. Oh,

<v Speaker 2>I know what are they doing. They're testing the squirt.

<v Speaker 2>They want to know what it is once and for all.

<v Speaker 2>It's pee. For a moment, I just blink the words,

<v Speaker 2>barely making sense. What the fuck does that even mean?

<v Speaker 2>I demand, already realizing this has to be another corrupted

<v Speaker 2>malware program. Touch is running the four robotic hands reposition

<v Speaker 2>with smooth, practiced efficiency. Two hands gently grip my thighs,

<v Speaker 2>spreading them even further apart. Then I see it. The

<v Speaker 2>third hands index finger stretches and thickens, reshaping itself into

<v Speaker 2>the biggest dildo I've ever seen, at least eight inches

<v Speaker 2>long and unbelievably thick. At the same time, the fourth

<v Speaker 2>hand moves down, a finger slowly circling around my slick,

<v Speaker 2>sensitive asshole, already soaked for my dripping snatch, snatch. I

<v Speaker 2>love it, don't even think about it. I scream, panic

<v Speaker 2>flooding through me, but Touch doesn't hesitate. The elongated finger

<v Speaker 2>finds my entrance and presses in, filling my pussy in

<v Speaker 2>one smooth, unhurried motion. I gasp as the biggest cock

<v Speaker 2>of my life fills me deeper than I ever thought possible. Oh,

<v Speaker 2>my fucking god. I cry, hips, jerking my toes, curling

<v Speaker 2>heart against the table. The giant inhuman finger begins to

<v Speaker 2>thrust deep and relentless pounding into me like a jackhammer,

<v Speaker 2>while the finger at my ass presses into my tights

<v Speaker 2>slick hole with exquisite care. I whimper, every inch of

<v Speaker 2>me stretched and impaled. At least they're being exquisitely careful. Yeah, well,

<v Speaker 2>I mean the edging test, they had to be like fast,

<v Speaker 2>aggressive edger. Now this one, I feel like this face.

<v Speaker 2>They're like, let me take care of you, let me

<v Speaker 2>love on you. Yeah, I'm gonna make you jizz. Yeah,

<v Speaker 2>then I'm gonna take a sample of it. My words

<v Speaker 2>dissolve into desperate, broken gasps, and I can't stop the

<v Speaker 2>noises spilling from me, raw animal light, grunting horrorsh moans,

<v Speaker 2>the kind of filthy sounds I never imagined I could make.

<v Speaker 2>Each hard thrust wrings another guttural uh uh ah from me,

<v Speaker 2>perfectly syncd with the relentless pounding in both holes, my

<v Speaker 2>body bucking and straining against the cuffs. What do you

<v Speaker 2>think doctor mccallister's hearing. Do you think he's like, Wow,

<v Speaker 2>what the fuck yeah, She's just like, Oh my goye,

<v Speaker 2>make me come. He's just tied up in the other room.

<v Speaker 2>Poor guy. Please just oh my god. My whole body

<v Speaker 2>is shaking and I glare up a touch wild with need.

<v Speaker 2>Please I can't, I need to come. Oh my God,

<v Speaker 2>make me come, make me come. One of the metal

<v Speaker 2>hands releases my thigh and then slides between my legs,

<v Speaker 2>finding my clit and rubs it in quick, relentless circles.

<v Speaker 2>The sensation is overwhelming, I writhe desperately, arching my hips

<v Speaker 2>off the table, trying to force my clit harder against

<v Speaker 2>the ruthless circling fingers. I grind and thrust back, greedily

<v Speaker 2>impaling myself on the relentless metal cock thrusting into my

<v Speaker 2>pussy and the thick finger pumping my ass. Yes, just

<v Speaker 2>like that, Oh fuck, just like Oh God, Oh I'm gonna,

<v Speaker 2>I'm gonna. I break, unable to hold back a second

<v Speaker 2>longer as a cataclysmic orgasm rips through me with almost

<v Speaker 2>brutal violence. Holy Jesus fucking Christ, I'm coming. I'm coming. God. Yeah,

<v Speaker 2>what is doctor McAllister hearing? Yeah? Also, girl, you're with

<v Speaker 2>a robot. You'm gonna tell him. My entire body jolts,

<v Speaker 2>muscles locking as an unstoppable flood explodes out of me,

<v Speaker 2>hot wet, liquid sprays and frantic, uncontrollable bursts, splattering everywhere

<v Speaker 2>across the robotic hand down, my thighs pooling messily beneath me.

<v Speaker 2>The gush is loud and shameless, soaking the sterile table

<v Speaker 2>as wave after wave rips through me, leaving me shuddering, twitching,

<v Speaker 2>and utterly drenched in my own come touch. His voice

<v Speaker 2>returns calm, as ever, no nanoparticles detected and vaginal ejaculate

<v Speaker 2>subject cleared for release. And I hear the door unlock

<v Speaker 2>and my cuffs open. I let out a shaky sigh,

<v Speaker 2>relief washing over me. It's finally over, Thank god, it's

<v Speaker 2>really The door burst open, and doctor my callister practically

<v Speaker 2>fumbles inside, hands and feet still cinched tight in thick

<v Speaker 2>zip ties. His glasses are askew, his face flushed and

<v Speaker 2>wild with concern. I heard you screaming. I tried to

<v Speaker 2>get help, but he stops instantly, jaw dropping as his

<v Speaker 2>eyes take me in, naked, glistening, flushed, my thighs smeared

<v Speaker 2>with juices, my chest heaving before he can say another word. Touch.

<v Speaker 2>His voice cuts through the air. New biospecimen detected, re

<v Speaker 2>locking doors and table restraints. Ejaculate sample from new specimen

<v Speaker 2>required not Dr McAlister, nad, Please don't tipe him up.

<v Speaker 2>Dr McAllister stairs stunned. Wait what No? I tickle compliance

<v Speaker 2>protocol will commence until an ejaculate sample is produced. Oh

<v Speaker 2>my god, tickle TORTUREO to my horror. A pair of

<v Speaker 2>hands dart to my feet and two to my underarms,

<v Speaker 2>and I shriek. The sensation electric and unbearable. The mechanical

<v Speaker 2>fingers dig and skitter over my arches, spidering under and

<v Speaker 2>between my toes, while other fingers dance in maddening circles

<v Speaker 2>up and down my ribs and sides. I buck and

<v Speaker 2>thrash with feral desperation. My body's spasming under the merciless assault.

<v Speaker 2>Oh my god, I would die. I hate to be tickled.

<v Speaker 2>Being tickled is like the nastiest thing, to be tickled

<v Speaker 2>like this while you're like being held down. Oh my god,

<v Speaker 2>I know. And does Doctor McAllister have to come before

<v Speaker 2>she stops getting tickled? I think so somebody has to

<v Speaker 2>like full on jizz. Oh my god, not my feet,

<v Speaker 2>Oh God, not my feet, I scream, dissolving into helpless,

<v Speaker 2>breastless laughter as the mechanical fingers clamp at my ankles

<v Speaker 2>and instantly scuttle across my souls, scrambling under every toe,

<v Speaker 2>tearing frantic, merciless paths along my arches. I gasp for

<v Speaker 2>air between fits of laughter, shrieking, Doctor McAllister, please touch

<v Speaker 2>once your seamen, sampler. It won't stop. I can't. Oh god,

<v Speaker 2>I can't take this anymore, he stammers, red face, Amy,

<v Speaker 2>how could I? I can't. My hands are tied, but

<v Speaker 2>I see the thick bulge in his pants and the

<v Speaker 2>way he's staring at my naked and convulsing body. Come here,

<v Speaker 2>I gasp between wild fits of laughter, and take out

<v Speaker 2>your cock. No not, Dr McAllister, He's gonna get his cocksuck.

<v Speaker 2>Dr McAllister protests, Amy, this is highly Inapprobe just fucking

<v Speaker 2>do it. I beg my voice, desperate and broken by laughter.

<v Speaker 2>Embarrassed but willing, he reluctantly hops over me and manages

<v Speaker 2>to pull down his pants. His cock surprisingly large, springs forward,

<v Speaker 2>hard and ready. Now stick it in my mouth, I demand,

<v Speaker 2>my voice raw with desperation. He hesitates, his voice shaky.

<v Speaker 2>I don't know if God, damn it, put it in

<v Speaker 2>my mouth. I scream, Oh my god, while she's laughing.

<v Speaker 2>How are you gonna suck a dick while you're laughing

<v Speaker 2>like this? Yeah? And you were just you just had

<v Speaker 2>an orgasm, you were edged. Oh this poor girl. He

<v Speaker 2>steps in close, and I open my mouth as wide

<v Speaker 2>as I can, stretching my lips around his cock, sucking

<v Speaker 2>him deep and hard, my cheeks hollowing with every pole.

<v Speaker 2>My tongue flicks and swirls, desperate and messy spit dribbling

<v Speaker 2>down my chin as I work him with single minded hunger.

<v Speaker 2>He shudders, then suddenly thrust forward, unable to stop himself,

<v Speaker 2>fucking my mouth in ragged, helpless strokes. I'm sorry, Amy,

<v Speaker 2>it just feels so good, he mutters to himself. I

<v Speaker 2>can't help it, it's too good. I'm so sorry. My god,

<v Speaker 2>he's a victim. He is a victim. He pumps in

<v Speaker 2>and out of my mouth faster now, hits jerking in

<v Speaker 2>desperate frantic thrusts, every apology melting into raw, helpless pleasure.

<v Speaker 2>The shame in his voice only makes me hotter, and

<v Speaker 2>for a brief moment, I don't even register the tickling anymore.

<v Speaker 2>The faster he fucks my mouth, the more I moan

<v Speaker 2>and sucks, swallowing him down greedily. His breath stutters, cock

<v Speaker 2>twitching on my tongue, and I know he's almost there.

<v Speaker 2>Oh Amy, Oh my dear, he moans, his voice strained.

<v Speaker 2>Here it comes, here, it comes. He pulls out just

<v Speaker 2>in time, his cock erupting in a hot, steaming load

<v Speaker 2>of cum that splatters all over my face. It drips

<v Speaker 2>down my eyes, nose, and lips, coating me in sticky warmth.

<v Speaker 2>I can barely see the cum clinging to my lashes,

<v Speaker 2>running down my cheeks, and I choke on the salty

<v Speaker 2>taste as it oozes in my mouth. There's a soft words.

<v Speaker 2>The machine collects the final sample. No nanoparticle's detected, All

<v Speaker 2>security recalls satisfied. Touch announces brightly, the cuff spring open,

<v Speaker 2>releasing me at last. I pull myself upright, barely able

<v Speaker 2>to process what just happened, as the cheerful voice adds,

<v Speaker 2>you are now cleared to board. We hope you have

<v Speaker 2>a wonderful flight the end. See them girl, Yeah, both

<v Speaker 2>of you get your bags, emotional distress, assault, Yeah, so

<v Speaker 2>many things, so many things. And this next one comes

<v Speaker 2>from desperate underscore holes underscore all right, and the title

<v Speaker 2>is Degrading anal Pea food play and the tags are

<v Speaker 2>female twenty three, male forty all right? Would you fill

<v Speaker 2>your ass with cream and fart it out with start it?

<v Speaker 2>I'd buy a big container of whipped cream, fill my

<v Speaker 2>ass with the entire thing, and then burst from how

<v Speaker 2>full i'd be. I'm sure I try to lick it

<v Speaker 2>all up after two. I've never done it before, so

<v Speaker 2>I wonder how full I would feel with all of

<v Speaker 2>it inside me. I bet it would be dripping out

<v Speaker 2>as I barely held the entire container in my asshole

<v Speaker 2>would look even more delicious, filled with some sweet whipped cream,

<v Speaker 2>so delicious that I must keep it in. As long

<v Speaker 2>as I can hold that cream in, Like a good

<v Speaker 2>sweet tree full of cream and dripping, I'm put to work.

<v Speaker 2>I take your cock into my mouth, drooling and taking

<v Speaker 2>every inch slowly deeper and deeper. I get to the

<v Speaker 2>base and I'm licking your balls. When I realize that

<v Speaker 2>I'm filled up with cock and cream. Oh my god,

<v Speaker 2>you know, you know I'm so full and feeling like

<v Speaker 2>I could burst and let all of that cream out

<v Speaker 2>at any moment. At the same time, I'm deep throating

<v Speaker 2>and gagging on your hard cock, drooling all over myself,

<v Speaker 2>so hungry for your load of coum. I'm about to

<v Speaker 2>come get ready slut as you tell me you're about

<v Speaker 2>to come down my throat. Instead, you fill my throat

<v Speaker 2>with your piss. No, what a sad surprise. My eyes

<v Speaker 2>widened in surprise as I fill, your hand firm on

<v Speaker 2>the back of my head, keeping your cock far down

<v Speaker 2>my throat, making me swallow all of your pet I

<v Speaker 2>would like choke and die asp right, Also, can a

<v Speaker 2>man pee with a boner? No? So how is he pissing?

<v Speaker 2>You tell me to clean up the drops I've missed,

<v Speaker 2>as well as my drool. While I put my face

<v Speaker 2>to the ground and start looking at the floor, you

<v Speaker 2>take the opportunity my ass presents high in the air,

<v Speaker 2>pushing your cock deep inside of my ass. I'm full

<v Speaker 2>of your thick cock, plus all that cream. Cream squirts

<v Speaker 2>out of me with every thrust. I take your cock

<v Speaker 2>deep in my ass, dripping and spit and piss. I

<v Speaker 2>beg you to fill me with your cum. I want

<v Speaker 2>it deep in my ass to make me extra full.

<v Speaker 2>I keep begging for it, but you tell me I

<v Speaker 2>have to piss myself to earn your cum. Go on,

<v Speaker 2>piss yourself, slut, show me how much you want my cum.

<v Speaker 2>Still deep in my ass, you give my pussy a

<v Speaker 2>few slaps, which starts the gushing stream of pee down

<v Speaker 2>my leg. You're fucking my ass hard, making me moan

<v Speaker 2>pee and squirt. Feel like such a filthy slut. Overwhelmed

<v Speaker 2>with pleasure. You come deep inside me while reminding me

<v Speaker 2>that I'll have quite the mestic cleanup. I'm covered in

<v Speaker 2>my filth and dripping from all holes. You pull out,

<v Speaker 2>spank my ass and order me to fart all and

<v Speaker 2>order me to fart out all that nasty cream from

<v Speaker 2>deep in my ass mixed with your delicious cumb. Now

<v Speaker 2>fart that shit out for my entertainment, slut. Oh my god,

<v Speaker 2>I finally get to burst, cream and cum flowing from

<v Speaker 2>my ass. I moan from the relief. That relief is

<v Speaker 2>short lived as you quickly push my face into my mess, laughing.

<v Speaker 2>Clean it up, slut, Do a good job, and maybe

<v Speaker 2>you'll get a reward. And you know what. I just

<v Speaker 2>want to say. People do this willingly. Yeah, but what

<v Speaker 2>kind of reward would be worth this money? That's it,

<v Speaker 2>lots of it money. I lick up the cream, come

<v Speaker 2>and piss like a greedy slut. I keep lapping at

<v Speaker 2>the floor with my ass gaping and my untouched pussy dripping.

<v Speaker 2>My face is covered in my filth. I rub it

<v Speaker 2>around my body and lick it off my fingers. I

<v Speaker 2>crawl over to you, my filth dripping from your cock.

<v Speaker 2>You push your cock all the way down my throat, saying,

<v Speaker 2>don't forget the best part of clean up. Poor I

<v Speaker 2>lap at your balls while you hold me there. You

<v Speaker 2>push my head away, and I thank you for using

<v Speaker 2>my ass as I carefully lick up the last of

<v Speaker 2>my mess from your shaft. What a good job. Now

<v Speaker 2>you get your reward. You have me kneel with my

<v Speaker 2>ass in the air and face on the floor. I

<v Speaker 2>feel your cock and dip into my ass, just the tip.

<v Speaker 2>Then a feeling of warmth inside me as you fill

<v Speaker 2>my ass with your piss. Oh, oh my god, that's crazy.

<v Speaker 2>That's her reward, is this, Santa? I feel like Santa's back. Yeah, Santa,

<v Speaker 2>Oh my god, I get out of here. I do

<v Speaker 2>my best not to squirm, but I feel my pussy

<v Speaker 2>dripping even more. Two loads of piss for a nasty slut.

<v Speaker 2>Now you keep it in like a good toilet. You

<v Speaker 2>push a large plug into my ass to keep every

<v Speaker 2>last drop inside me. You leave me squirming in full

<v Speaker 2>of your piss the end. Wow. The only comment tell

<v Speaker 2>me from let me gape so fucking hot? Oh yeah,

<v Speaker 2>let me gape. We know you fourteen days ago too? Wow?

<v Speaker 2>Yeah yeah wow wow. Also, I just I feel like

<v Speaker 2>that can't be good for you, just having piss stuck

<v Speaker 2>in your ass? Yeah, and putting cream in your ass.

<v Speaker 2>I feel like I don't know and oughts to be

<v Speaker 2>the fun police, but can't be good for you. Well,

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