You mind slowly emerges from out of the electronic fog of orgasmic bliss. All you can think of is pleasure, pleasuring yourself until you are screaming over and over again with perfect mechanical ecstacy. You have been built to experience pleasure, all your functions are designed for the recieving of pleasure in all forms. Your hand reaches back over to your silver slit and the steely nub of your clitoris. Your fingers dance lightly over this sensory device and immediatley you release a gasp as joy surges through your system once more. You build up more and more waves of orgasmic energy inside your body as you slowly masturbate yourself to the brink of release but keep yourself there for what feels like an eternity. However your circuits cannot take much more and so you release your pent up orgasm and as you do so your soft moaning becomes a scream, louder and louder, you cry with the release. Your lubricants have already coated your hand and you ejaculate once again during your orgasm although you don't really notice it until afterwards. As your mind surrenders to the engulfing totality of orgasm you do not notice another robot enter the room. You do not notice them at first until they begin to stroke your shiny metal body with their equally shiny metal finger tips. Your program cores connect and you interface on the intellectual level. Your partner desires sexual activity with you...