All the while she was moving her body in pleasure as her hands and legs are tied. I made her tummy wet with my licks and kisses and rolled my tongue o...er the outline of her bra on her abdomen. It was a lovely scene to watch where her boobs were moving up and down in her ever deep breath she was taking with that pleasure. I spit on her deep cleavage where I then licked it down the valley as my thumbs were nibbling her both underarms. I was kissing, licking and biting her boobs over the bra and. “Are you talking about me again?” I asked demurely, watching for the muscular tic on Hunter’s cheek as I stroked his cock. “You always were my fantasy.” It was fortunate for me that Hunter liked the good things in life - fast cars, big houses, flash yachts… and the centrefold from the first porno mag he’d wanked off to. “I like that I made you shoot your load before I even met you.” I pulled down hard on Hunter’s cock; hard enough to make him gasp as I filled his head with my dirty words.. ..Oh...Hmm..." I see you are confused...Why don't you put the cover on the parrot cagetonight and we will talk this over."I went down to put the cover on the cage and the parrot said "PrettyPolly" as usual."Yeah, that's what I am wearing I said bowing to parrot and opening mypalms so as to show off my legs."Why was I doing this? This is the sort of thing you saw some bimbo doingon the television. Was it worse than I thought? Was I a bimbo trapped ina man's body?Anyway I then went upstairs. And large type."He leaned back in his chair. The TV remote was in the top drawer of thedesk. It wouldn't do to have it out where it might be photographed. Hereached for it, then stopped. He didn't feel like Fox. He wantedsomething _more_, something _special_. He flipped the intercom."Genna, no calls - no _nothing_ for the next two hours." Yes, Mr. President." Staff was used to such requests. They came on aweekly basis, more often, sometimes.He stood up and walked over to a small door.