I literally pushed Margaret upright, sprang to my feet, grabbed her hand and with a persuasive voice yelled to her, ‘come on!’ We dashed to the ba...k porch and made it to the back door as the vehicle was just beginning to come into view. It’s a good think they were driving slowly or we’d have been caught for sure. Inside the cabin we both peered out the window at the approaching vehicle as we were scrambling to put on some clothes. ‘Oh, my god, it’s Bobby!’ The panic was evident in Margaret’s. They are great, super nice, we hang out and party a bit and since they have day jobs, they aren’t around most of the time. I have had some drunken naughty experiences with Madison but the next day we both just seem to pretend it didn’t happen and nobody ever talks about it.I’m not out to any of my local friends and I am pretty discrete even with the neighbours so I don’t think they know of my ‘homosexual habits’. They do see me in my speedo a lot but that isn’t too big a deal here in. It felt good and the slave started moving its body against it. Then it felt a second finger added to the first which made it even better. It wasn’t too sure who’s fingers were in its ass till it was told to stick out its tongue so that the lady could ride the slave’s face. Then it knew that Master’s fingers were the ones that was fucking slave’s ass. The lady made it easy for the slave to get its tongue where the lady wanted it to by opening up its pussy with one hand as it slid its pussy. ” “That’s true. You got someone else?” “Yes, but I think you should relax and take a break instead. You don’t want to overdo it.” “Good idea. I think I will just go to the bathroom, then go home. Call you tomorrow?” “If you like, but I would advise you to take the day off. Don’t overwork.” “Will do.” I made my way to the ladies' room. As I washed my hands, one of Trixie’s dancers came in. “Hi. You must be the newbie.” ‘Yes, I’m Tracy.” “Hi Tracy, I’m Candy. I saw you with Trixie, then.