Henry and the Robot

Henry was an ordinary boy, he went to school, he did his homework and he went to bed at a reasonable time. However Henry had one big secret: He has a massive robot fetish. Any robot he saw would make him instantly orgasm and cum his pants. He couldn't go to museums for fear he'd see a robot. One time, in fact, he went to the hospital for an x-ray and came everywhere when the robot scanned him. He was ashamed of this, so he hid it from the wider world, only sharing his fetish on one corner of the Internet. Coincidentally, in this corner of the Internet, a group of people were creating robots for the specific purpose of sexual intercourse. Henry was intrigued... A couple of days later, there was a big announcement! The prototype of the sex robot was complete. Henry wanted this so badly, that he paid all of his savings to use the prototype for his own deeds. 5 days later, he received his robot. Fully fitted to his standard. Big tits, big ass and tight pussy. A brunette babe with luscious locks that flowed down her head graciously. Henry got straight to work, he switched her on and she pounced right on him, and massaged his dick to his pleasure. She humiliated him (that was his kink, as specified in the order) and he loved it so much. The best part was that he didn't instantly cum. This robot knew how to make him happy and last long in bed. Overall, the session lasted 40 minutes and several cumshots on her bulging breasts and wide-open mouth before he was truly finished.
'This is the best investment I have ever made!' he thought to himself. But alas, this thought did not last. The next day he started up another session with his new toy but she squeezed his cock so hard that it nearly ripped off. He was confused, but it was too late. The robot has already mutilated his penis until it wasn't recognisable. But the robot didn't stop. She gave Henry 2 hours of solid sex before he collapsed from exhaustion and later died. 

 The robot fled, ready for its next victim.