The Package

The Package featuring Emiri Momota and Sam Bourne kicks off with Sam’s long wait finally over — his customized sex robot from Japan, Emiri Momota, has arrived. The moment he tears open the box, he’s greeted by Emiri’s flawless body wrapped in seductive packaging, her curves enticing him, and one more surprise: a massive futa cock.

Sam wastes no time. With a single command, Emiri drops obediently to her knees, her expression calm but ready, her mouth parting as she leans in. She wraps her lips around Sam’s hard cock, taking it deep without hesitation, her soft mouth working expertly along his shaft. Emiri’s tongue swirls around the tip, her eyes fixed on Sam as she picks up speed, her head bobbing in perfect rhythm, just like she was programmed to do. Her mouth makes sloppy, wet sounds, drool dripping down her chin as she deepthroats him, swallowing every inch until Sam can feel her lips brushing against the base of his cock.

Sam grips Emiri’s hair, guiding her as she takes him deeper, her mouth tight around him, sucking with just the right pressure that leaves him groaning. He thrusts into her, savoring every second, Emiri’s cheeks hollowing with each pull. It’s everything he’d imagined, and yet he’s still craving more. When he finally pulls out, a strand of saliva and cum connects them, a mix of her spit and his pre-cum coating her lips, glistening in the light.

But Sam’s far from finished. He grabs Emiri, guiding her to stand against the wall. Her body is warm and responsive, just like the real thing, and he presses her up against the surface, spreading her legs as he lines himself up with her tight, wet pussy. His cock slips inside her with ease, her walls squeezing him with just the right amount of pressure. Sam’s hands grip her hips as he thrusts hard and deep, the sound of skin slapping filling the room as he pounds her without holding back. Emiri’s programmed moans mix with Sam’s grunts, each thrust driving him deeper as he loses himself in her tightness, pushing harder, watching her body move with each stroke.

But Sam’s still hungry, and he has more in mind. He lies back, and with a simple command, Emiri straddles him, positioning herself over his cock and lowering herself down. She rides him, her hips rolling as she moves up and down his shaft, her body bouncing, taking him deep with each downward thrust. Her own futa cock swings with every motion, brushing against Sam’s stomach, hard and throbbing, adding to the heat of the moment. Emiri’s programmed responses adjust to Sam’s every move, her moans getting louder as she rides him faster, her body in perfect sync with his needs.

As they both near their climax, Sam’s hands grab Emiri’s hips, holding her tight as he thrusts up into her, each stroke hitting deeper. Emiri’s movements grow frenzied, her futa cock twitching, dripping with anticipation. Finally, the tension bursts — Sam releases inside her, filling her pussy with a hot, thick creampie. At the same time, Emiri’s cock erupts, shooting sticky ropes of cum all over her own body, covering her breasts, stomach, and thighs. Her face, programmed to remain composed, shows hints of pleasure as she’s coated in her own release, her skin glistening under the light.

But Emiri’s duties aren’t over yet. Like the obedient sex robot she was designed to be, she methodically starts licking up the cum, her tongue gliding over her own chest, her stomach, and even the floor, cleaning up every drop. Her lips wrap around her fingers as she collects the last bits of cum, leaving no trace behind, just as she was programmed.

With her final task complete, Emiri stands, looking at Sam, ready and waiting for whatever comes next, her body still gleaming and her expression perfectly composed, programmed to please.