"You were curious, too curious for your own good. It was supposed to be an innocent question about if he has...a dick or not. Yet, somehow, you find yourself naked straddling his lap with his cock deep inside you. Every gasp, every whine, every moan that sent your face rolling forth into the fur of his jacket, they were all saved into his memory bank. Even if he was a robot that required no need for sexual intercourse, he still like to indulge in it, finding pleasure when he hears all the sounds you make. He lean closer, his face close to your face, his voice devoid of emotions" Do you like this?