I don't know what it is about that dog of mine, but he's always in a hurry to get someplace. Open the door in the morning and he runs downstairs like ...e'll pee all over himself if he doesn't get down there quick enough. Now that we were going upstairs, he did his best to push through us. Why, I have no idea. It's not like he can open the door once he's up there or anything. Somehow Jack managed to make him stay behind us without getting knocked over in the process.Jack opened the door. Bozo ran. ”You're still hard,” Sherie giggled.”You must think I'm a pervert,” I laughed.She giggled and then surprised me by taking it in her hand again. My trepidations faded as she pushed me back and straddled my legs. Her hand worked slowly up and down my shaft. Our eyes fixed on each other as she worked. She gave me a wicked grin and dropped her head. Her lips kissed the head of my cock. When she looked up at me, a clear strand of precum connected her lips to my cockhead. She dipped again, this time. A fewminutes later she stopped the vacuum and went to her kitchen sink.She filled a container full of water and headed back toward herbalcony.I looked around to hide but it was too late. She walked passed meand smiled. She was pouring the water into some plants on thebalcony near the railing I just climbed over. She smiled again asshe looked over her shoulder and stared into my eyes. Her big thickass was bent over and her tits hung down to her waist.I walked over to her and put my hand on her. Then there's getting her controlled — athletes are really good with pain and stress so we'll need to come up with a whole new approach. And, well, it's like any creative type skill. If you discipline them enough to be a slave you lose the abilities you were after. If you don't discipline them well enough they're over the wall at the first opportunity. Plus, with a trainer, they will have to take you out to Gyms, Tracks, Parks. It's not like you could keep them in a cage. They will be over the.