"Sure love, on my way," she replies. As I wait for her to arrive, I wonder what is going to happen. The last time she helped me take pictures, we got ...retty hot and wild. I feel myself become moist, as I remember the feel of her against me. Her warm breath on my neck, her soft skin, her fingers and lips expertly urging me over the edge! I begin to rub myself, one hand stroking the inside of my thigh, the other pinches my nipple, rolling it between my fingers, as I remember the scent of her. There were a few customers waiting to pay and while we waited for the men to settle the bill the Asian lady approached me.“I wish I had the confidence to dress and behave like you, our culture would not allow it, I am comfortable wearing what I do and am happy to conform to dress codes but it would be fun to let my hair down in public occasionally,” she said. I confided in her that I had never let a man lift my skirt up in public before, that I had surprised myself both allowing it and enjoying. He unzipped a handgrip and took out a bottle of tooth-paste and toothbrush. He spoke to her without looking in her direction. "You in heat now, right? Your period."Caya was day-dreaming about him when she heard his voice spoke to him, snapping her back to reality. "Uhh ... yes, yes, Master. It starts today."He nodded. "I thought so. A pussy in heat is what I like." He unfurled his towel and threw it at Caya to hold for him while he went into the bathroom and left the door open. Caya watched and. When he was nice and wet I began stroking him up and down with my hand and mouth working together. I could hear his breathing become more laboured and he began to tense up. This is how I wanted him. I stopped. My breathing was heavy and my pants are wet. Giving head turned me on too much. I climbed up on top of him and smile down. “You’re amazing.” he gasped, “But I was so close I can’t believe you stopped.” “Oh darling you didn't think this reward was all about you did you? I have some things.