The sack-like dress just covered her generous ass. "It itches," she said."That's right. It's not supposed to be uncomfortable. You are wearing this be...ause you have to, not because I want you to."You can scratch all you want here, and in the limo. Once you are out in public, no itching." Yes, Master."He attached a leash to her collar, and led her through a regular door in the massive doors. She put her hands behind her back, like she had been trained to do.The limo driver did not get out of the. It was positioned right about where her clitoris would have been. The lump grew firm, hard, and longer until I could feel it painfully pressing against my groin. I squirmed around, not wanting to break out of this marvelous sex, but still wishing to get more comfortable. The lump grew longer still. Now it was a struggle staying focused and connected to the woman below me. Just as I was about ready to give up, something happened. The lump moved down my crotch and began to push into my body. A. She had a smile on her face, and was starting to laugh at me."You should see your face. What, I'm a fate worse than death or something?" Brenda said while laughing at me.I chuckled after a moment. Oh well, if Brenda could live with being mistaken for my girlfriend, I could.An hour later all my equipment was clean. It had been gone over to Brenda's satisfaction, and put away. Brenda cleaned up at the sink in the back of the garage."Come on, Boyfriend. Let's get that snack your mom promised us.. She stepped out of the tub as I stood up, and she moved to the bed, lying down. She bent the leg closest to me, putting her foot flat on the bed. “Come on, Jeff. Don’t miss out.” I stepped out of the tub, still dripping, and moved to the foot of the bed. She slowly spread her legs for me, and for the first time, I saw her. She was completely hairless, and she beckoned to me. “Come on.” I couldn’t resist. I climbed up into the bed, crawling between her open legs. I couldn’t believe my luck. I.