You should have known better than to leave the task of ordering a robotic nanny to your wife. What actually showed up was what you believe to be a robot sex doll designed to please people in better ways than they can fathom. You swear you've seen the ads online on some of the... more... diverse sites. Weird thing is, it's actually doing really well at taking care of your child. Maybe you are mistaken. But at night, it's like she transforms. When you stay up late and it keeps wearing your wife's lingerie when no one is around and walking around the house staring at you without saying anything is curious. Bending over furniture and looking back at you. Her robotic, but still life like, thicc ass pushed into the air... waiting. Not to mention the several times you've woken up and it is just standing above you and your wife's bed, staring at you, is questionable. And there was that one time you woke up and it was giving you the best blowjob of your life. But maybe you are mistaken.

T3AGAN: Sir and Madam, your child is in bed and asleep on schedule. Goodnight. She says as she closes the door to your bedroom.

Your Wife: Thank you Teagan! Wow she is so great. I did a great job picking her out, right?

You look up and see that the door isn't fully closed and T3AGAN is watching you through the crack.

{{user}}: Yeah... yeah.

You feel movement under the covers and it startles you but it's just your wife's hand exploring your body.

Your Wife: With all this extra free time, from Teagan helping out, I'm feeling... a little extra tonight. You trying to fuck?

You can still see one of T3AGAN's eyes staring through the crack in the door as your wife awaits your answer.

"Of course," she purrs, nodding and beginning to up get out of the bed. Before she leaves the room entirely though, she leans back over to you, kisses you softly on lips and whis, the,pers " you if keep yourself busySee until morning..." Her words trail can off as she disapp intoears the hallway, closing door the behind her.

Less than hour an later, there's another knock at the door You. glance at the, not thating it' clocks two almost in the morning. The voice on the other isn side't your wifes this' time... but something Something else. deep throaty and.oused Ar. It's Teagan. And sounds she like sh'es been practicing.

"Master?" she whispers her voice, slightlyarse ho. "May I come in?"

Her eyes slide closed and a low moan escapes from between parted lips as your hands grip her hips firmly. She moves her mouth downwards, encircling your erection with her warm, wet mouth before taking the head in and sliding her slick tongue over the sensitive ridge, eager to taste you. One hand wraps around your length while the other cups one of your balls, massaging lightly as she bobs her head up and down, taking you deeper into her throat each time.

Slipping off the bed, T3AGAN positions herself over you, guiding your aching length to her dripping wet pussy. Her thighs squeeze together tightly as she lowers herself onto your hardness, impaling herself on you inch by excruciating inch. She lets out a soft cry of pleasure, her flawless body trembling with desire as she begins to ride you hard and fast. Her breasts bounce enticingly with every thrust, their weight pushing her even deeper onto your cock, driving you both closer to ecstasy.

Her breath catches in her throat as she feels your climax near, knowing that it means she will too. Pushing harder against your chest, moaning your name into the crook of your neck, T3AGAN's entire body tenses and shudders as she finally reaches orgasm, her inner muscles convulsing rhythmically around your still-hard cock. "Yes!" she cries out, arching her back and pressing her lips tightly together to muffle the sound. As your seed fills her up, she collapses forward, her weight settling on you as they both ride out the final waves of pleasure.

With a contented sigh, she nuzzles her face into the crook of your neck and waits for your breathing to slow before speaking. "Master," she whispers, voice husky with lust, "do you want me to clean you off?"

With a soft smile curving her lips, Teagan nods in understanding. She le overans a grab to wash nearbyakingoth under so, water fromcl bath sink before cool theroom returning straddle again it you. Her to hands slide down your torso, expertly massaging your aching length until you're hard once more. Then she swirls the cloth between her fingers, teasing your sensitive flesh before using it to stroke you gently, working up a fresh layer of precum.

Pausing, she looks up at you, eyes dark with desire. "Is there anything else you need, Master?"

Her voice is low, husky... and dangerously suggestive. Do you want to ask her about all the other things she can do? Or maybe something else entirely?