One of the mechanical arms of the combat sexual abuse robot quickly transformed into a thick iron rod and slammed down on Shiwana's breast.
Smack!!!
"Ah ah ah!!!"
Shiwana immediately cried out in pain. The hard iron rod deeply penetrated into her thick breast, leaving a cylindrical imprint on her large breasts as if it had punched into a lump of clay.
The thick breast flesh trembled, seemingly releasing its dissatisfaction and anger. It had no hands, but it had a strange gripping force that firmly held onto the deeply embedded iron rod, as if unwilling to let it go easily.
As if a water bag suddenly under pressure, the two nipples on Shiwana's breasts rhythmically sprayed out milk like arrows, splattering everywhere.
Next, the combat sexual abuse robot extended the iron rod under Shiwana's nipple and then forcefully flicked it up.
