If looks could kill, the poor girl would have been struck down there and then by a bolt of lightning, but she knew the score and laughed it off in goo...d humour.When we got home a delivery van was already there waiting for us with the fridge and the freezer and all the other electrical goods we'd purchased earlier on in the morning (we'd paid extra for quick delivery, but that was super quick)We spent the rest of the day putting everything away and went to bed finally around midnight, shattered. Derek was surprised when Zane held up a small, fancy shopping bag."You're not going anywhere tonight, baby," Zane said solemnly, with a curious smile. "You are going to take care of my cock all night, all weekend. You are going to suck me and I am going to fuck you however I say from now on. I know all you want to do is worship my cock. Well that works out great because all I want is you on your knees before my body, obeying me." Oh, god, Zane," Derek said softly, clearly excited."You're going. After a while I started to press my fingers between her pussy lips before sliding them in slowly at first, but gradually quickened my movement, "oh God" she called out.After a few minutes, I stood up and she hopped off the table and placed a hand on my crotch, "I want this..." she insisted. Unzipping my fly, she giggled as she pulled the socks out. "Oh you don't need these, your big enough as it is" she complimented as she then pulled my erect cock through the fly and started to pull on it with. A few minutes later, the wood started to thin out and she started across the edge of the meadow next to one of the wheatfields, staring at the huge agricultural machinery that stretched across the field as far as she could see. Ahead, coming in the opposite direction she could see another figure approaching and as she reached the mid point of the meadow, a brown streak shot out of the tall grass, bounding towards the closing figure. ‘Woof, woof’ ‘Heel girl, heel’ she called ‘bl**dy dog’ as she.