David was content to let her lead the way and he had to floor it to keep up with her little black Jetta. When they parked, he hurried over to her side...and took her hand in his as they walked up to their door. Once inside, David put on some music, something by her favorite band that always put her in the mood. She poured a couple glasses of wine and took a seat on a stool by the breakfast counter. ‘So what’ll it be, soup and a sandwich, a little pasta salad, or your sweet ass?’ he asked, taking. The sales rep I that had ushered me through the process said to me quietly: “Your slave was complaining about the sale amount, apparently it will barely cover tuition, I had to remind her the contract is binding”I looked at her across the room where she was being chained up for me and had a thought. I turned to the rep and thanked him slipping him a $500.00 tip.She hobbled after me across the parking lot. I opened the trunk with my remote as we approached the car. When we reached the car I set. I believed him. He looked relived; he knew he wasn't in trouble and that he wasn't going to be in trouble."Why'd you come back here?" he asked me. I told him I didn't know. It wasn't a lie, I had no clue.He looked around, leaning out of the nook and checking the front yard, and the lot. When he realized it was just the two of us, he immediately forced me back against the wall, and down to my knees. I started crying again, but not quite as hard as before. He told me to just open my mouth and be. We don't expect them to perform at the level we do as they are both brand new to this, but he takes it further than I expect with a gentle moan while Jean softly tells him, "gently, mon ami..." Mark bobs up and down, slowly increasing his speed while Jean reaches over and caresses Mark's crotch. "Easy, we should be taking care of each other, here..." he mutters as he helps Mark remove his pants and boxers. Mark's cock is rock hard and his pale, hairy body is a beautiful contrast to Jean's dark.