“Neither are you, Doctor.” Lilith moaned before sucking in on her bottom lip to stifle another need fueled groan.  Though, the demoness whimpered as the metallic hand drew away from her wonton slick sex; tail releasing the contraption to, instead, sway between her legs. She could sense the lust bubbling just beneath Bianca’s conscious mind; regardless of what the biologist might admit aloud. “Why don’t you come taste for yourself?” Lilith taunted, the tip of her tail twisting up and pressing against the side of her pussy lips; spreading her womanhood for the scientist to view. Either for herself of through the camera so perfectly positioned a mere handful of feet away. Lilith continued, “I won’t tell anyone.” She groaned with a, false, coy smile, “promise.”<br/><br/>Hearing the instructions Bianca gave to her artificial helper, Lilith’s body trembled in anticipation. Goosebumps spread across her ruddy flesh. She reached up to cup each of her heavy, melon-sized breasts; fingers lovingly squeezing her sensitive nubs. Just enough to elicit a throaty, instinctual sob.<br/><br/>The machine appendages wasted no time in executing their directives. To Lilith’s delight. As before, her tail wrapped around the closest limb that reached between her legs; tugging even harder than previously. As if it were just any other partner satisfying her carnal desideratum and not some cold, unfeeling intelligence. Her breath hitched in the back of her throat when her clit, swollen with need, was brushed against. The breath quickly evolving to a prolonged, drown out groan with each nimble palpitation. “Right there, Doctor.” Lilith disclosed, closing her luminescent eyes.<br/><br/>Thick, sticky syrup oozed from Lilith’s slit and glistened underneath the harsh, white lighting. The perfect lubrication that allowed the cold, steel finger to delve into her depths with ease; eliciting another husky whine from the succubus. When it paused within her tightened walls, Lilith mewled in disappointment. Her hips rocked forward, against the to artificial hands between her legs in order to stimulate herself without waiting. “Just one, Doctor?” Lilith teased, eyes still closed, and licked her lips. A cry of blissful pleasure rolled off her slippery, almost serpent-like, tongue as the AI obeyed its last directive obediently. Already, her rich, sweet essence coated the metallic finger; more than enough for an adequate sample.