C13 Robotic Bond (3)

Bruno went to her right leg next, then the left, and finally her left wrist, and Bianca drew her knees up to her chin, trembling as she held herself and wondered whether it was finally over. But it wasn't.

Bruno climbed onto the bed again, his phallus still thick and erect and gleaming with the fluids of her body, and that of a stranger's.

'Bruno, please