He didn’t smile and my cock hardened at the control I was being put under. This was a new experience for me. I realised the fantasy of white submiss...ive being owned by a black Master and I found the thrill of being naked with him as he sat and chatted to me in public a massive turn on. He sat down on a leather chair and sent me to get the drinks. The guy behind the bar raised his eyebrows at me and grinned. “ Here are your and your Masters drinks” he smiled as he gave them to me.”Pay me when. I realised he had stopped so I raised my body up to the surface so he would see my hard on. I put my hands back behind my head as it was resting on the side if the jacuzzi. I then felt his cock lightly touch one of my hands. I knew then he was wanking right above me. I opened my hand a little and straight away he placed his throbbing cock into it. I grasped it tightly as it felt so warm. I rubbed it slowly but then was wanking it off. I rolled my head backwards and to the side to see his cock. A woman. Not like those girls I was used to.'Layla' and I had to work late most of the week. And in our talks during those hours we grew closer. The conversations got more intimate. She was shameless. Told me about her past lovers, one night stands and masturbation. She had this amazing story about a guy she took home, but never had the intention to fuck. He was so pushy she had let him jerk of over her feet, which seemingly was a hilarious situation. One morning I was preparing for work and. ” She smiled “Thank you.” she said, resting her hand on his leg. She felt a tenderness towards him. “I could give him a bit of fun here,” she thought, “seeing as how I'm going straight home, then he can have nice wank later.” “And.... what was it you didn't want me to see?” she asked, gently stroking his inner thigh. He looked straight ahead. “Well?” she persevered, slowly stroking towards his crotch. He reached into the bag, and, under the table, he showed her, in a clear plastic sleeve, a.