I swayed to the music in the most feminine way I could imagineand wriggled out of the dress.He looked at me approvingly and instructed me to."Keep goi...g sweetheart, kit off!"I unhooked my bra and held it on with my hands cupping my falsetitties; then let that too fall to the floor. He clapped his hands andI unclipped my stockings and removed my suspender-belt.Next came the shoes and stockings leaving me standing before him injust my panties."Panties too princess." He clicked his fingers.When I. I started to pant and gasp for air as she rubbed her cock on my cheeks."Look at you slave. You can barely even handle this. You need far more training," Sarah said, disappointment ringing clear in her voice.She grabbed my chin again, and thrust herself back into me. My lungs were still begging for air, and my throat now ached, but Sarah did not seem to care. With one hand she gripped my hair, and with the other she held the back of my head in place as she began to fuck my throat.Sarah was. "You'll be moping around here all day if you don't go. You're not going to get very many days this nice for it, anyway." Thanks, honey," Mike replied, heading back for the phone. "I really appreciate it."Mike had Mark back on the line in a minute. "Let's do it," he said."All right," Mark said. "Don't hook the dogs up, yet. When you get yourself ready to go, come up and help me get the dog box in the truck. Then, we can pick your stuff up on the way out."It took a while. Mike had kept his winter. When we got to my house we just sat there in silence for about a minute. “Well I guess I'll see you at work.” I said as I got up to leave. Before I was able to step out the car she grabbed my arm. I looked back at her confused at what she was doing. “Can I come up for a drink?” she asked. “If you don't mind me coming up.” I continued to looked at her confused. “Yeah, you can come up for a drink or two.” She smiled at me and got out of her car. “I know it's not much, but it's home,” I said as we.