Customized Love - New Companion Model Ludella Corrupts POV with Fembot Girlfriend Experience - Sci Fi Robot AI GFE - WMV 720p

Description: Wmv 720p version ---> click here for hd mp4 1080p on sale for just $12.99 for a limited time! clip includes: pov, robot, fembot, gfe, personal attention, pov comes home to find a fembot waiting for him to test out as part of a new companion model trial program, realistic human build with robotic perks and capabilities, vocal fx, blank stares, mindless stares, programs herself to pov and uses her technology to customize to him, acts lovestruck, shows pov her features and deliciously juicy “bettter than natural” curves, pov kissing, tit play, twerking, vibrating, sensual, erotic, comes onto pov hard and accidentally breaks a rule that halts her seduction (and corruption) of pov until she gets through the legal jargon to receive his explicit consent, must inform pov about how sex with her will make it impossible for him to get it up for human girls because of how much more pleasure she can provide anytime he desires, real doll, high heels, big tits, big butt, curvy, redhead, sexy, seductive, seduces pov, tells pov to fuck her until he’s addicted, once bashful pov corrupted by his perfectly configured companion, ludella hahn, contains no nudity pov arrives home after a long day of work and sees a folded, human-sized cardboard box and packing materials on the floor. with no recollection of having opened a package, they’re a bit confused, until they see a fembot standing motionless at the periphery of his vision. she activates (probably by motion from his movements.) her eyes flick open and she springs toward him. "congratulations!" she chirps, "you have chosen, or been chosen, to participate in robodyne industries's new companion model trial program!" simultaneously far hotter than any woman who has ever given pov the time of day but possessing an inviting, bubbly and confident vibe, she looks into pov's eyes with excitement and good cheer. "my name is ludella. what's yours?" she inquires. she reaches toward pov, looking into their eyes. "fingerprint and retina scans acquired. user identified and registered," she says, in slight monotone, briefly stiffening with a blank stare. she snaps out of it, slightly swooning. "wow, i... having a user feels nice..." she remarks, sounding lovestruck. the fembot pulls pov toward a couch. "let's get a little more comfortable." she says while push-pulling pov down to a seated position. she sits beside, legs across his lap, and snuggles in, flirtatiously caressing him. "i'm so excited! if you like me, *i mean really like me-*", she swirls a finger on pov's chest, "they'll put my model into full production. make a bunch more of me. hundreds. millions. billions? but enough about me. what do *you* want?"" pov is silent. "a person of few words, eh?" she seductively purrs, "let me help." she freezes for about one full second, pulling up his records. "psychographic profiling of your purchases, belongings, internet activity, and records with most major data brokers indicates that you've been... alone for a while. that people have been... unkind to you. or maybe just... ignored you?" her voice swells with protective love. "all that is *over*. i'm here for you, now. with all the love you need. you'll never go without again." the fembot tenderly kisses pov. first just once, then several times. "i mean it. i'm *yours*." (kiss) "down to the transistor." (kiss) "three-hundred eighty seven point four four trillion of them. (kiss) 'love' engraved in each and every one. all. (kiss) for (kiss) you." she kisses him extra long, then pulls away with a loving grin. pov shifts uncomfortably. ludella looks down at his lap. "oh! are you excited? i'm glad. here." she gets up, bends over in front of pov and unlatches the top of her dress to show her deliciously juicy cleavage. "nice, right? the inside is an electro-reconfigurable elastomer. better than natural." she puts a couple of fingers suggestively in her cleavage. "they even vibrate." she whispers conspiratorially, as buzzing begins to sound. "butt that's not all!" she proclaims, spinning around, presenting her rear, swaying it back and forth seductively. "similar materials composition and feature-set, of course." a different buzzing sounds as the fembot pushes her butt closer to pov, bouncing it up and down. pov, bashfully silent, starts looking away. "your restraint is unnecessary. i am yours." the fembot proclaims. "every part of me is yours. these breasts–" she presents them again, jiggling them, "are yours. this ass--" she gives hers an encouraging swat, "is yours. stare at them, touch them, whatever you want with them. anytime, anywhere." she continues performing, essentially, a teasing dance-slash-product-tour for pov. it becomes increasingly unclear if she has anything under the mini-dress. she becomes increasingly excited as she wiggles and twerks and plays with her tits: "in private, in public, in the middle of the street! i love it all because i love you. forbid me underwear so you'll always have easy access. push me down and–-" she freezes with a blank stare. "three law partial infraction detected. user informed consent required." she states in a robotic monotone. the fembot snaps back to normal and radiates embarrassment. "ah. sorry. i forgot. ugh. all that legal stuff ruining our fun–" she hesitantly but briskly recites a prepared legal statement, trying to get it over with: "pursuant to an agreement reached by robodyne industries, the national institutes of mental health, the united nations special rapporteur for wartime robotics, and a federal injunction resultant to the the (sigh) "bot widows" class action lawsuit, i am required to inform you that the supernormal pleasures inflicted by sex with robodyne companion models v-2 and above, including myself, may become habit-forming and/or cause permanent neuro-physiological adaptation in human participants. do you understand?" pov shakes their head, replies with confused silence. the fembot, simultaneously, embarrassed, joyful at being able to help out by explaining something, and trying not to lose the moment entirely so still moving sensually and coming onto pov in a seductive tone, tries to explain: "a 'stimulus' is any sensation that enters your brain, that causes you to experience something. sight, sound, taste, you know. "supernormal" means stimuli that are stronger than ones found in nature, stronger than the ones your brain evolved to handle. the *fun* ones. junk food. pornography. me." she gets back into the sexy performance groove, starts swaying more confidently. "this mouth, this pussy, this ass. even these boobs. these *feet*. they're better than real. better than anything in nature. better than your brain was built for. it'll have to re-learn how to handle them. it's just that, well, as your brain and nervous system adapts, response to the weaker, normal sensations gets... down-regulated. sex with me is a cheeseburger and milkshake. regular sex is a tuberous root, cooked over an open fire in the middle of a desert. eventually, you lose your taste for the 'natural' one. become numb to it. you'll want to have me more and more, won't even be able to keep it up for 'them'." the fembot realizes a good way to reframe the conversation. she closes in, adopting an encouraging, wheedling tone. "but who cares about *them*? what have those *meat girls* done for you, anyway? ignored you. made you feel small. invisible. you deserve better. you *have* better." (smooch) "fuck me until you're addicted. until not even your own hands can satisfy you. until you need me three times a day. i'll give you four. five. ten." (smooch) "whatever it takes. whatever you need." pov silently nods. the fembot squeals in happiness, having received her user consent. she showers pov with more affection and promises that he won’t regret this decision, as how could anyone not want to experience the heightened kind of pleasure she provides. she’ll make him forget all about those “meat girls.” afterall, she’s his perfectly configured companion who provides pleasure anytime he wants. *sign up for my email newsletter at ludellahahnfetish you might also enjoy:ludella 990 exotic dancer fembot meltdown - a robot malfunction film create-a-date: defective unit robot malfunction this clip is available in multiple formats and resolutions:hd mp4 1080p