Fantasy Factory 2: Squirting Therapist

Another packed shift at the Girlsway Fantasy Factory. Technician Serena Blair opens up android Alexis Fawx to check for corrupted code after the model slipped into forbidden 'mommy' talk. The last scene should have swapped it to 'mom', but the change never took. Every diagnostic comes back clean. Serena kills the system anyway, hard resets the core, anything to stop another run-time crash. Next she sits down with member Morgan Cain (Cadence Lux) to lock in her upcoming scene. Morgan gushes about squirting—the dirtier, the wetter, the better. She books Adriana Chechik as her costar, but she wants another body in the frame: tall, blonde, huge tits. Serena scrolls, shows three choices. Morgan stops at Alexis Fawx. Serena pauses, warns her that the model doesn’t squirt. Morgan grins; she does, and she plans to fill the android’s mouth herself. She taps “full VR immersion” and starts shaping the story: longtime girlfriend and girlfriend’s crush-turned-therapist. Plenty of resistance built into Adriana so Morgan has to work for the breach. Location: the white leather bed, French wallpaper. Ready. Morgan and Adriana wait on the mattress when therapist Dr. Alexis Fawx shows up in a tight emerald blouse and sapphire skirt that pulls like plastic wrap. She insists they fuck where they sleep. Questions follow, intimate and cutting. Adriana blurts that Morgan only wants sex in bed, and worse, Morgan only wants to talk about squirting. Dr. Fawx’s voice drops—wet-sounding, hungry. She loves squirt. Adriana sneers at the unprofessional slip. Morgan cools the tension, begs Adriana for one session. Slow push: Dr. Fawx coaxes tender secrets out of each woman. Adriana confesses she loves it when Morgan licks her ass but fears it grosses her girlfriend out. Morgan reassures her, practically licks the air in reply. Therapy clicks. They seal it with a kiss right in front of the stranger. Morgan pushes further, wants her face between Adriana’s legs. Adriana freezes because the therapist’s still watching. Dr. Fawx strips—huge round tits swinging free, stomach soft and pale. She swears no contact, but once the naked girls are making out, the doctor’s hand is on her own clit, fast and loud. Adriana breaks. Then breaks open, leans forward and kisses the woman anyway. Morgan dives in, sucks Adriana’s clit until her girlfriend erupts across her chin. Dr. Fawx presses her palm above the hood, forces the second spurt. Adriana gasps. Then they switch: Morgan sits on Adriana’s face, spraying straight between her lips. Dr. Fawx seals her mouth over Adriana’s pulsing cunt and drinks it. The android’s eyes flash, color-shift. All three tangle. Pussy on mouth, thigh on thigh. Alexis writhes over Morgan’s tongue while Adriana grinds and sprays across Morgan’s mound, soaking both folds. Alexis mounts Adriana, tribbing heavy, skin slapping, until Morgan mashes their cunts together, squeezing out another jet that arcs up and rains over Alexis’s open tongue. Alexis drinks, coughs, grins. Then the glitch spikes. Alexis’s voice cracks, shifts to a guttural, maternal register. “Be good for mommy.” She crawls forward, both palms pinning Morgan’s hips to the bed as she licks. Morgan moans, rides Adriana’s face, and howls when she cums. Alexis fists Adriana in one sudden thrust, buries it to the wrist. Adriana returns the favor, tongue buried between the android’s cheeks, while Morgan laps and drools over her swollen clit. The two android girls double-team Morgan, one sucking her clit, the other squirting right into her mouth. Morgan’s whole body jolts with the overload. Serena stares at her console. Something red is blinking. The words roll out: "Mommy mode override…. Click now to find out if the technician can bring her girls back online—or if the fantasy will swallow them whole."