More often, though, it was within rather than upon his playful companions that he gratified himself, was it not? Yes, how primitive and primal and right it was to push his blunt, purple-headed erection down, down, down, into the snug, spongy, delightfully heated, flatteringly self-lubricating interiors of the tempting artificial bedmates who would never deny him, never! Slowly he would pleasure himself, slowly, calm and unhurried and naughtily exhibitionistic. Grandly he allowed his roboticized lover to tease and tantalize him, touching his body in all the intimate ways it so enjoyed. The brutish physical joy of lying face-down upon some lovely ersatz woman splayed placid and understanding and spread-legged beneath his red-faced assault, running his hands possessively up and down those ava
