I followed her gaze and blushed as I looked down at my rampant cock. "Well, I'm happy that you approve of what we have created for you," she said. The...parameters that I'd entered flooded back into my memory and I turned and moved the cursor to the image's lips and clicked on them. I spun round again and she was walking towards me. In my original input I had selected oral sex and HE27747 was about to prove that some of my own input was still on file. She stood in front of me and slowly sank to. She must have seen me coming from a mile away. She knew damned well that I had totally believed her and that I was putty in her hands. She was messing with an older man, teasing and titillating him for her pleasure. “I am Bianka from Hungary,” She said. “And you are Mr. Ballard from England.” “Yes, that’s correct,” I replied. I felt like I was in some weird English lesson. “Yes, that correct,” she repeated, mocking me. “You are a funny man.” “Your wife has given me a room,” She continued.. “I’ll be fine. I’m just glad you love me when I get a little psycho.”“A little?” Phil replied with a wink. “Oh, sure, a little. That’s what it was. Please don’t kill me.”Hailey threw her pen at him as he sat down at his desk. He caught it and blew her a kiss.“Thanks,” he said. He pulled out a notepad and put his phone to his ear. Unlike Hailey, who took notes on a tablet or a laptop, Phil still used pen and paper.Hailey watched his face go from questioning to irritated to perplexed as he. She was a little sore, of course, but that was to be expected after pulling her twelfth train of the day. On Sundays like this one, it was a wonder that she got anything else done, but she was Monica, nothing if not organized as fuck. The fact that she was pregnant and still didn’t know the paternity of her baby was something that she made a point of pushing to the back of her mind. It was worth it to have the kind of close bond with friends and family with benefits that she had nowadays,.