" "Clyde, voice mode. Do you understand what is going on?" The machine voice answered. "Yes, I understand. I seek information. Thisis the first real o...portunity for me to do my mission." I agree. Do you wish to be interfaced to the robot?" "Yes." I turned to the spooks and goons and said, "He is ready, do your bit." John Rodgers started making orders. The robot shell was humanoid. It wasrobot like, but human like to. I approved putting Clyde in the thing.John turned to me. "If you like, you can. Wonder what he'll do when I lick down the underside of his shaft and take his right ball into my mouth. His hands moving gliding down over my thighs. It feels wonderful but I shift away. This is for him. He licked me so patiently, and long, delaying his own pleasure until he was sure I had been totally satisfied. No, I decide, this is for him. And, I realize for me. I feel so wanton with his balls in my mouth. So I wrap my hand around the base of his shaft, and slowly begin to. "You like that", "mmmm" I answered. As he slipped my briefs down my cock aprang up he bent down and gently licked my helmet, cupping my balls in the process.It did feel good. Then her wrapped his fist around my shaft and started to wank me off slowly, as he did he put his entire mouth around me, licking me and jerking me. God I was so turned on. I looked down and he was rubbing his own cock through his pants as he licked mine. After what seemed only a few minutes but was probably about twenty I. There was an adjustment in her stance without letting go of the worktop edge. “ How do you do, I’m Del Hants, Mrs Passendale I believe?”I studied her as she replied advising I call her Monica. “No place for such formality when one’s a much valued helper,” she slurred, ever so slightly, in a cultured well rounded tone and accent. “I’m ever so grateful Del, can I call you Del?” her voice tinkled. “Apparently Bob would have done this, but you’re here.”Monica with a blue rinse, combed straight and.