I shifted slightly allowing Little Mike to spring up between her wide spread legs and then using my hand, I pushed my cock slowly against her pussy.He... eyes opened wide as she felt me at the entrance her long un-trespassed entrance, sighing as she felt the joy of a live throbbing cock against her shivering pussy. She trembled as she pressed the head of my cock against her clit. I sat still, allowing her to move my cock with her hand, pressing it against her quivering quim in ways to bring. We travelled for approximately 1 hour with my Master constantly rubbinghis hand up my thigh and rubbing my imprisoned cock through my rubberskirt.We finally turned off the motorway and headed down a leafy secludedwoodland road until we came to a small clearing. Here Master stopped thecar and got out. Approaching my door he pulled on my leash and I wasdragged off. We walked until we got to a seating area in the woodland where therewere wooden tables and chairs.Soon voices could be heard and a. I shut the door and dropped my jeans and underwear. I pulled the dry panties off the rod and smelled them while rubbing them on my face and I got a instant hard on again. I pulled the wet panties down on wrapped them around my hard cock. It only took 10 seconds or so to shoot a big stream of cum in those wet nylon panties. Still weak at the knees after cumming, i turned and sat down on the toilet. I started looking in her panties at the tag which read, vanity fair, size 10, nylon. I. It's always fucking raining around here. I pick up my hat from the desk and trundle towards the office door; it's about time to clock out for the day.TIING!It's the phone. Well, not a phone per se - it's more of an interdimensional transponder but that's just a glorified fairy phone. HQ has officially named them: "Transdimensional Interconnected Nodes" or "TINs" but the rest of us prefer to call it a FeyComm. We all cast a vote and for some fucking reason the bigwigs up at HQ opted for TINs.