Yeah, he thought, they were watching him too damn close.The biggest thing though, was the fact that the boss Jones was watching him the most intensely... A small smile lit up John's face, the little pissant was scared of him good thing too. John felt the pure sleeze oozing off the man.A turn of the reins had John heading out of town at a leisurely rate. John knew that she would have seen him following. He hadn't expected her to find him as fast as she had. He'd also hadn't expected to be with the. The bike crowded closer, so close the rider could kick the side of John's door. John tried to speed up, but it was no use. The little VW was already straining. The biker stayed right in his door, crowding against him. John glanced ahead. He was running out of lane! The biker was trying to run him into the wall!"Shit!" John thought. He let up the gas and tapped his brake, looking for an opening, some way to veer to the left into the other lane and away from the approaching barrier wall. The bike. Joe went to the loft, and changed into a robe, and joined me on the couch. His robe was a bit open, and that sweet cock was just lying there waiting to be sucked.Joe put his hand behind my head and pulled it down toward his lap. I wasn't about to resist, and bent over and kissed the head, licking precum and taking it into my mouth. I slid off the couch and Joe lifted his leg up on the couch, giving me a beautiful view of all that I was going to get. I told him he was really going to enjoy what. My face hovered over my shiny metal dog bowl, anxiously awaiting the command that would give me permission to eat. I was salivating heavily, the clear drool dripping past my lips as if I was a wild animal. Finally after enough teasing, Master gave me the command to eat, and I ravenously licked every drop of the delicious liquid with my soft pink tongue.After a few days the writing on my body had almost completely faded and the swelling around my right eye had subsided enough for me to see.