"Margaret started crying. Only her husband called her Margie. He would call her by that name when they made love."Please mister... I'm begging please ...on't make me do this... Please. Sir... I've never done that before!" she said, sobbing like a little girl."What... you mean to tell me that you don't even suck your husbands cock?" No. Sir... we don't do that." She replied."Well today is your lucky day, Margie, Not only am I going to teach you how to suck cock, but I'm going to make you an expert. You slide your hand up underneath my skirt and stroke my bare skin. You move your mouth lower over my neck to the “V” of my blouse and strike flames on my skin with your tongue and gentle nips of your teeth. You bite my nipples through my clothing until you can see them stand erect, straining to be free. Your hands meet at the top of my blouse and you begin to loosen each button slowly and methodically. I want to scream and rip the clothes away, but you silence me with a look that says “be. As I stood next to the hole my new friend touched my cock and precum was dripping from my tip. I had butterflies in my chest as I put my cock in the hole and was rewarded with a warm wet mouth on my cock. He had real talent and it didn’t take long for me to cum. I gave him warning that I was about to shoot and he kept sucking and he took every drop. My legs went weak and I had to si down. He said thanks and left. I thought it was funny that he thanked me for cumming in his mouth. As I caught my. He had a golf ball mounted on the front as a hood ornament. The wheels of the cart had golf-ball shaped hubcaps. There were two collared slave women harnessed naked jogging slowly behind the cart. The older of the two had silver hair, an eternity collar and comfortable looking shoes. Her pubes were grey and her nipples were elongated. She had a tattoo on her ass that said “Sexy Granny!”The second woman might have been her daughter. They looked about twenty years apart but had very similar.