"I... I..." John mumbled, his face flush, as he fiddled with the remote in his hands. "I... my mother almost certainly has... things for... female pleasure..." John mumbled, his brain failing to create proper vocabulary as it struggled to come to terms with Amy's request. "But... that's not what you want, is it?"
"What... do you think I want, John?" Amy cooed as she slowly brought her borrowed fingers to the bottom of John's shirt and, as he audibly swallowed, used her borrowed digits to tease his shirt up.
"A-A-Amy, I... the microchip is causing these actions, influencing-" John started to say, his words cutting off with a gasp as Amy suddenly cupped the growing tent in the front of his trousers.
"I beg to differ. I... I've been rather fond of you for some time." Amy whispered as she slowly, deliberately, lowered herself onto her borrowed knees. "Frankly... the device is... a vehicle to allow me to... communicate my feelings to you. This body... possesses the ability to both... captivate you and entertain you. Or... that was my belief, inviting Ashley to become a test subject."
"I... A-Amy, don't-" John started to say, his words catching in his throat as Amy tugged down his trousers, aided by the added strength the suit provided her. Immediately, his erect rod sprung forth, lightly slapping against Amy's face and forcing her to stare at it. "Are... are you sure about this?" John practically whimpered, gulping as Amy slowly opened her borrowed mouth.
John let out a gasp, his feet rising up until he was standing on his toes, as Amy took his entire length in her mouth and throat in one movement. As her borrowed tongue coiled around his shaft, teasing and caressing it, John couldn't hold in a moan of ecstasy, loud enough to create enough embarrassment to necessitate his hands covering his mouth. Amy, however, kept her movements constant, without any delay nor trepidation, despite the conflicting thoughts buzzing about her head.
Amy couldn't help but grow worried if she was doing a good job, if John was merely pretending that she was making him feel good. The thought that Ashley, her MILF of a neighbor, was sorely lacking in the muscle memory she was taking full advantage of crossed her mind. The regret that, rather than her sexy older sister, Amy had brought Ashley instead, perhaps someone less alluring to John, refused to stop pestering her every thought. But... as John's manhood seemed to "pulse" and twitch against the back of her borrowed throat, Amy's thoughts were drowned out a new, urgent one.
"Oh... oh... I'm..." John panted, completely out of breath, as his shaky legs gave out and forced him down onto the floor. His manhood was still twitching, a dribbling of his spunk coming out of his tip, as Amy coughed and sputtered, a strong, salty taste filling her borrowed mouth. "Amy, are you alright? I didn't mean-"
"I... I wasn't expecting it." Amy interrupted, her borrowed body aching with a primal need as she slinked towards John's sitting form. "John..." She whispered, biting her borrowed lip as, with the scant bits of confidence she could muster, she positioned herself above the semi-erect member between John's legs. One gulp later, Amy was down, her arms draped over John's shoulders, her eyes forced shut, and her neighbor's wet womanhood fully embracing the twitching manhood of the man, as she would put it, she held affection towards.
"A-AMY! I'M HIGHLY SENSITIVE, PLEASE-" John loudly, his voice cracking, moaned as his hands instinctively grasped any curve they could as his hips bucked upwards.
"Go... I... I want you to cum in me..." Amy panted, her lips quivering as her borrowed hips slammed up and down against John's thighs. "Don't... I don't want you to... hold back... please, I... I want you to feel..." Amy trailed off, her borrowed voice breathy as she put her head on John's shoulders, her borrowed body longing to be as close to John as humanely possible. "J-John!!" Amy howled, her vision blurring a bit, flashes of a sunglasses-darkened view of the room from a chair filling her vision.
"A-Amy, I..." John grunted, before his body promptly discarded any and all of his mind's hesitations to spread his seed within Ashley's depths. The pair were silent for a few moments, aside from panting and occasional, breathy whispers of each other's name. But then, eventually, John managed to catch his breath and his mind cleared enough for words to be formed. "I... I... I should take a shower and then we can discuss... everything." John mumbled, before a certain noise caught his attention...
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