I never was sure if she knew what I was doing, but since I offered my help and she always accepted I didn't care. But in my mind I did wonder if she w...s showing herself to me on purpose. But I always dreaming to fuck her although she is mother of best friend. My dream would come true in last winter. This is happened like this that I was over Fahem's on a Saturday afternoon when I asked about him aunty told me that he is not at home and has gone to meet his grand father as he called him an. Later, she would make me wear a collar attached to a lead to have even more control over me. Then shortly after it escalated further and she decided to make me masturbate in front of her, licking the cum off her boots or off the floor. This was entirely a one-way relationship, we never had sex, she never performed a sex act on me, never allowed to see her in a state of undress. We had gradually shifted from a conventional boyfriend/girlfriend relationship into a full Mistress/Slave. It felt so right. There I was, halfway around the world, dancing with the woman that I loved.Rationally, I couldn't explain it. There were plenty of women in the world that would meet my requirements. There were hundreds of fine women that were single, widowed, or divorced that would make the right man a wonderful mate.In my case, none of them had stirred the feelings that arose within me when I had met Anna. There was something in the chemistry between us that went beyond man's normal. As her fingers reached thebottom of his zipper, she turned her face towards him and looked intohis eyes. He could see the smudgy, smoky liner around her eyes, theartificial lashes ringing above and below, and the shiny, blue pigmentunder her brow. He thought his heart was going to jump out of his chest."So all we gotta work out is, what you want to do and how much you havefor me?" He was not surprised that she was a hooker. He was justsurprised how much she was the exact match for his fantasy.