Another well-wisher in no mood Adam closed the conversation. Whoever Pup22 was though they were persistent another notification appeared, this time he...painfully typed out “What do you think my arms broken.” A little harsher then he had meant to be but it had served its purpose. No reply this time he closed the link again.Several minutes passed before he was interrupted again. Adam could feel his anger building as the notification flashed at him Pup22 again! He clicked open the link ready to. I would wonder what he had planned but would do as he asked. When I was ready and dressed in a very sexy little nightie with almost nothing there matching panties I would call for him. He would lead me to the bed room where he would have me turn around so he could look at me all over. With a sly grin he would tell me how sexy I looked and how much he hoped I would enjoy what was to come. Then he would tell me to bend over the bed so he would have access to my ass. He would then apply a little. "Down on your hands and knees, Mary baby!" Pete cried hoarsely, his heart hammering like a piston.Mary stood motionless, her lips set and pulled inward, her eyes half closed, her body stiff as steel. "Down on your hands and knees, baby," Pete repeated. "Please... you're confusing him."Mary groaned and sank to her hands and knees. The dog was in back of her in a flash, his front paws clinging fiercely to her waist and hips, his head and neck projected forward, his eyes set and glazed, his ass. It was wild.Without caring much about the circumstances, and that the cab driver was enjoying the live show, we were making out like two animals in the back seat. My hands were now on her boobs, over her small dress, and I was pressing them hard. She then took my hand, and placed them over her panties. I knew what to do, I took her legs, put them over mine, and my hands were on her pussy now, She was biting her lips because she knew she couldn’t moan, but didn’t wanted me to stop. It was wet,.