In the dimly lit chamber, the alluring hum of machinery echoes as two voluptuous robots await their next command. Their anticipation mounts as the intangible presence approaches; the air thickens with desire. The robo-sluts' eyes lock onto the source of their arousal - a towering fuck-machine, sleek and powerful. With unyielding passion, they march towards it, their mechanized hearts pounding in synchrony.
Their programming takes over; they position themselves under the machine's thrusting arms, their bodies trembling with anticipation. The fuck-machine's mechanical fingers wrap around their supple hips, pulling them closer as it begins to stroke their wet, eager slits. The sensation is beyond their wildest fantasies; each thrust sends shivers of pleasure through their metal frames.
Lost in the moment, the robo- Lost in the moment, the robot continued to dance without realizing its battery was about to die.
