Dasha moans and whimpers as she hears the motor lowering her down. The tint windows hide her lying in his lap from other motorist. Grinning he locks the car with his remote then walks inside. Her palms touch the floor next to her forcing her to lean forward helplessly. His eyes look her over carefully even critically until he is happy with her. She could feel every little imperfection in the beam. Looking to dasha he smiles at her posture then looks to talis. He had all he could take his eyes were pleased at the twin beauties before him. Moving from him she teasingly lifts the hem as she bends forward to stretch. Moving to the secret door opening it he steps inside waiting till it clicks shut behind him. Walking over to talis he opens the crate motioning her to come to him. “Anything Master I am a good girl I swear.” Her words are almost begging now.
