Captain’s log, star date 0821-1968
A carnival at the end of the Universe? That sounds like a perfect plan. The ANNA 9000 artificial intelligence simply has flawless ideas. I played the latest virtual simulation and a good dance started. The beautiful dancer, who for a moment bounced straight from the carnival in the divine Rio de Janeiro, began to twerk with her ass. I pulled out my dick and danced anal samba with that sparkly flirt. Together, in the rhythm of the samba drum, we danced to the height of sexual ecstasy. I cummed on her face hard and returned her to the streets of Rio. Captain, over.
