His final instruction was to put my collar on and bring my lead. An hour passed and he phoned to say he was parked outside. I looked in the mirror and... I looked like a whore - exactly the look I was aiming for. I got in his car and passed him the lead, which he attached to the collar. He then instructed me to pull my top down to bare my tits and to get my dildo out and insert it. As we drove along I started to pump up the dildo and the feeling of my tight hole stretching was seriously turning me. The fresh air would help clear my mind a bit.I rang Morag's front doorbell on the dot of midday. She opened the door immediately. She was wearing a pale green summer dress which accentuated her green eyes and came to just below the knee. She looked heavenly. She also had a small overnight bag in her hand."Just in case!" she said.By tacit consent neither of us mentioned the earlier conversation and we nattered away as usual all the way to the pub where we had a delicious light lunch. As we left. Eric Jenkins oversaw his team beavering away at their terminals, all busy controlling the vast swathes of data that was being directed toward the Fort Greely Missile base in Alaska. The processing power of every server and supercomputer under their control was being used to gain entry to the missile launch control system. So far they had managed to crack some of the firewall safety programs and were currently trying to get through a wall of 256bit encryption. As he looked at the clock on the. He started fucking me with long, powerful strokes, each time almost pulling his cock out. I was moaning from the pleasure and he shushed me signaling I should be quiet. He started kissing me and I sucked his thick, warm tongue and buried my face in his mustache and beard, thinking all the time, 'yes, fuck me, daddy.' He didn’t seem tired from holding and fucking me and even increased his tempo. I was in a state of total lust and I even pushed back on his strokes to feel his cock press deeper.