Dr Mason Lear is focusing on his latest muscle . He makes villains muscle terminator robots, and typically is displeased with his own career. Most of the villains nowadays want their terminator spiders to be hot with functioning dicks that cum.
“I’m a fucking scientist… why am I creating dicks?” He is happy with his creation. He has flex for him, Ricky Larkin, the newest robot and show his body . He feels his enormous muscles that are perfect, then licks on his nipples to make sure they have sensitivity. He lets the robot to get erect, and instantly the large penis of Ricky gets hard in his camo thong.
“Well that works…” Dr Mason Lear has to make certain the robot can cumhis or her boss will be displeased. He sucks on his cock which he does, filling the doctor’s mouth. Dr Mason stands out and knows this part of the job is complete with a mouth filled with cum dripping. Dr Mason returns his robot, to Ricky Larkin. Ricky remains standing at the store with a whole hard on, just as Dr Mason left him. Dr Mason Lear powers him. He just needed to run throughout his directives to make sure he is prepared to send. He asks the robot what his first directive is and the robot reacts reciting his terminator directive.
He asks for the robot and his second directive reacts reciting his directive fuck anyone he’s assigned to fuck in the ass and to hold down. Then something goes haywire and Ricky goes to terminator mode, catching Dr Mason. Dr Mason is getting chocked out and just barely closes him off at time. “Holy shit…
Something is obviously wrong with your own code. I wonder why you moved to your first directive rather than your second one though…” Ricky powers himself back and recites his second directive, while hammering Dr Mason from a wall and then pulling his trousers. No one can help him, although dr Mason screams.
He can’t power his invention. Is just bare till the robot cycle is complete through getting brutally fucked in the butt.
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