He handed the phone to Dana. She repeated the account number to the man on the telephone, added the "DF" instructions and added the order, "Verify now..." She handed the phone back to the manager. He paled as he listened to the barking voice on the other end. He was quiet as he hung up and told her plaintively, "We don't have thirty thousand dollars in hundreds." Get it," she ordered. She had another inspiration. "I want to rent the armored car the money comes in. Tell them we need three uniforms. . oh, oh."Martha came with her pussy ravenously gulping at the vibrator. Her juices flowed onto Candy's hands, face and tits. "Please stick it in my arsehole," Martha gasped. Candy was not sure if the vibrator could be accommodated as it was rather large, so stuck one wet finger into Martha's arsehole, then ventured another one in, marvelling at the tight but soft sensation of Martha's arse ring clamped around her fingers."Please," begged Martha hotly, "Work it in." Candy slowly worked the. " Sure can. I'll be here all day," I replied.About an hour later I heard the sound of an engine coming down the drive, and I stood to greet her. Donna climbed out and came to the porch, wiping her forehead with her sleeve. She wasn't in uniform unless you counted the army green T-shirt over her shorts. Barefoot, she looked tired and depressed."Hi, what can I get you to drink?" I asked."A cold beer would be nice," she smiled.She sat with her head down and her elbows on her knees, twisting her. I talked to my friend and told him we would be back that evening and that if he was off he could enjoy her if he would like... He smiled and approved telling me to just keep the key until we where finished and nodded that he would love to use her later.We leave and as we walk back to the car a few wolf whistles a few remarks as she followed me on her leash we get to the car and get in I start the car and ask her how she feels right now.“Master Daddy I feel like a real cum slut. Wearing.