The spa was situated next to a convenience store which had people outside and the nerves got hold of me, so i walked down the road to build up courage...to go into one of these places. I walked back and the people had gone from outside the shop and i entered the spa. I paid the £20 and had the rules explained to me (no touching no means no and if a door is shut do not go in). I was buzzed into the locker room and stripped down, locked my clothes away and got a towel. I then entered the venue. That made it easier than if she were a jogger. I got close to my car but stopped by a bend in the track that hid the parking lot from view. I moved to a tree by the side of the road and waited for her return. The first time there were a few joggers in sight and I held back. "Be patient," I told myself. "No sense in doing anything stupid. The second time was perfect. I took out the little plastic badge I had made a few months before in preparation for tonight It was a simple white piece of. ?And it?s so expensive, Lydia?it?s not good, having a man treatyou this way and even paying him for it.? Lydia moved away from her car, prayingthat no one messed with it. Goddamn George ChristopherCasemont, full time slacker, and part-time Master. Orfull-time Master, but not for her. ?MALEMASTER LOOKING FOR GENEROUS FEMALE SUBMISSIVES FOR BRIEF INTERLUDES. I WILL LET YOU KNOW WHAT A PILE OFBILE YOU ARE.?That hadbeen the ad in the free weekly. And Lydia had answered it eighteen months ago. As. "take them panties off so i can get down to business!" i demanded she slowly slid them off and kicked them aside. she lay back on the bed and I climbed on the bed and parked myself between her thighs. the camera cut to my dickhead pressed firmly against her pussy i slowly slid it into her"ohhhhhhh mmmmmm!" she exclaimed she wrapped her legs around my waist i began thrusting myself into her"urghhhh feel it Tara i know you haven't felt that for awhile" i said to her looking down into her eyes..