 She was perfect diaryofamilf. Perfect in bed. Perfect in obedience deauxma. Perfect in anticipating deauxma my needs. If she lacked anything or any skill or any kink or quirk I could deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs add it mrs. She spoke the perfect words (I had written them into mrs the program), made the perfect gestures, and even images simulated cumming at the precise moment I did. The fantasy that we always satisfied each other perfectly was absolutely perfect. She didn't have a mr and mrs smith favorite hole or position. She gave deauxma perfect head. She gave deauxma a cold metal tit fuck that made me thank god for deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs titanium. Her deauxma hands were those of the perfect artist, shaping me like Michaelangelo in clay deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs. When she was mrs done I deauxma was always a marble masterpiece. A spire deauxma, honoring the gods deauxma of sex deauxma. And images thereby an alter at which she could robotically worship. She was perfect deauxma with every food and its mrs uses in bed. She was dom, she was slave, she was robot, she deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs was dolly, she was painted mr and mrs smith canvas, she mr and mrs smith was a mr and mrs smith leather biker mrs bitch (if I wanted deauxma); she was a conquered or conquering smith warrior princess, she deauxma was a images goddess, she was in suspended animation, she was some strange mr and mrs smith alien nymphomaniac, she was a rubber deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs and deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs latex slave, she was a brainless beach bunny, she deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs was a deauxma rape victim smith, she was a slut, she images was a little deauxma school girl licking deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs a lolly, she was a wind-up toy, she was kinky, she was mr straight, she liked it when I brought playmates home for her deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs and me deauxma, she liked things in her ass, she drank me like mr I was fine wine, she deauxma sold deauxma herself on deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs street corners and gave me the money, she masturbated herself so perfectly I came just deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs watching. She was completely mine mr and mrs smith. She was the robot fantasy completely realized. She was what she wanted to be. We were living the fantasy. And it was pure hell.... We were damned.
 I watched helplessly as Susan lost her soul to diaryofamilf the machine. Standing there completely impotent to act I watched deauxma her eyes mr and mrs smith, once so sparkling with life and joy and yes...love mrs turn pale and milky like those of a mr and mrs smith dead fish mrs in a meat market. This was deauxma what I had wanted so badly. What she had been willing to deauxma do mrs to never lose me mrs. But in attempting to become my perfect fantasy I instead beheld an deauxma animated silver deauxma corpse smith, which never could again mrs give mr me the deauxma warmth of deauxma her love deauxma. She was software instead of soul. Steel instead of tenderness. She was the diaryofamilf perfect lover, companion, would never displease deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs or fail in mr and mrs smith anything asked of her. She was after all, programmed that way. But humanity cannot be programmed, a person can be programmed, but humanity, true caring and love can only be imitated within the limits deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs of circuits and programming. I was suddenly very alone in the perfect deauxma relationship. And as time progressed, I came mr to understand that I had not only killed her; but deauxma like some ghoulish fiend, stole deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs to the graveyard and desecrated her corpse. Her cold metal mrs corpse images. And even worse yet I had played god and brought this beautiful deauxma abomination back, and like deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs some fetishistic Frankenstein reanimated her corpse to diaryofamilf fulfill my mrs demented needs. As she had demanded I do. I remembered deauxma that she smith had wanted this, at least as much as I did. It was her fantasy too. To be powerless, helpless in her own deauxma body, a deauxma mindless ever ready toy. The perfect robot plaything. But the realities of the "real deauxma" world and the fantasy of fiction are not always the same or compatible. To tinker with the deauxma human brain, reprogram or alter it isn deauxma't so specific a process at mr and mrs smith our current level smith of technology as to be able to pick selectively which things to alter. Realistically such technologies are still deauxma centuries away deauxma. So REAL world robotization or chemical mind control deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs or any such diaryofamilf procedures are more like lobotomizing the "subject smith"/victim than "fine tuning". That's the sad reality. But she wanted to be mine forever. Wanted to be beautiful forever mr and mrs smith. Wanted to be half human/ half something from a sci-fi mr and mrs smith movie. The ultimate bondage slave was one who was bound inside herself. A slave in her deauxma own mind. The fantasy overrode the reality that SHE would be gone. We rationalized that some of her mr would remain. Trapped in the deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs fantasy. That being the fantasy diaryofamilf. The thrill. The excitement deauxma. We proceeded joyfully, blindly.
 I wanted her comfort. Her love. And even though it is hard for a man to admit: sometimes sympathy mrs when the day didn't go right. Small talk. The little intangible mr and mrs smith things deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs one can deauxma only get deauxma from someone who really cares, senses our secret needs smith. The warmth of someone who cares. The frailty , the pain they feel FOR deauxma US deauxma when they can images't help, but this deauxma itself smith helps. All this was gone. What was missing was affection, love. Love love love... even macho guys deauxma really need it. Not mr something coldly, logically responding to physiological signs deauxma or outward cues based on preset mr preprogrammed lines of deauxma code.. Love and emotional companionship were qualities that couldn mr and mrs smith't be broken down into data.
 I..do..not..know..
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