When Samantha, my new owner, bent and stuck her hand out to me, my training kicked in. I automatically sniffed her hand, slowly approaching her."You d...d a good job. Thank you." Samantha said as she stood, taking my lead from my handler."She hasn't been fed. As stated in the contract, she is your trained puppy, given three months after payment. Just sign here. It's just to say the we held up our end of the bargain."My mistress signed the contract, thanked her once again, and walked out the door.. I felt like such a slut thinking how this big slab of meat had just been fucking me while my husband was away working. I wrapped my lips around Zach and began bobbing on his shaft. I could feel his cock throbbing inside my mouth as it sank deeper and deeper. I was amazed by the size of his balls hanging beneath his rigid cock and I reached up and began massaging his sack while I sucked on his meat. They were firm and swollen to the point that my hand wasn't able to cover his entire sack. After. "Come closer" he said. I hesitated for a moment, then took a few steps towards him. He shuffled to the side of the bed, slid his feet over the side and sat facing me. His eyes level with my pounding chest. My hands still gripped my gown, my tits fully exposed. "Come closer" he said, quietly but firmly. I took another step towards him. He stared up at me, I stared down. His shorts were partially open, his erect penis partially visible...pre-cum was oozing from the tip creating a dark patch where. I thought about her in her bikini, pulling the strings that were tied around her, holding the fabric to her body. My cock was throbbing at this point. Then the images were shattered as I felt her tongue on the top of my cock. She was licking off the precum that was oozing out. From there, she removed the covers, then put her lips around my cock. "HEY!! WHOA!! Where'd you learn this? I asked being very surprised. "From Barry." She replied. "He taught me this before I started wearing a training.