I fall behind so I can watch her ass barely covered with black lace as she walks to the foot of my bed and turns to face me. She runs her hands under ...y shirt digging her nails into me. The sensation sends a shiver down my spine. She steps into me lifting my shirt over my head and tossing it to the ground. She smiles as she places her hands on my chest and moves them down my body. ‘You feel nice,’ she coos kissing my neck. She unbuttons my jeans and slowly reaches inside taking my cock in her. Nothing comparable. She licked it, sucked the tip, swallowed it, she did everything she knew. Clearly, this wasn’t the first time she was doing it. It was this moment that I thanked myself for jerking off twice that day. Or I would lose it in mere seconds.She got up and walked towards the bench. Bent down pulling her pants. lied on her back on the bench, looked into my eyes and said what every guy craves to hear from a woman. “Fuck me.”I bent down to her to kiss her and slid my penis into her. "Who brought you here?" "My Goddess, the Mistress Ti..." She held up her hand and laughed. "Don't. You don't need to play that 'Master' and "slave' shit with me. Girlfriend? Boyfriend? Wife? What?" She opened the refrigerator and took out a big pitcher of lemonade, poured the two glasses half full. She filled the rest with ice. "Girlfriend. Lover. Something like that," I said, trying to relax. She was friendly but I was on my guard. "She's training me." "Duh!" she laughed. She handed me one of. "Yes," she smiled. "I want to see more..." Her words were music to my ears, this was going way better than I'd hoped. "I want to see you xixi... um... to see you piss again."I was keeping my cool and stopping from going bright red by sheer force of will. Her words were not quite what I was expecting, but then if it got the same result as last time then who am I to complain. "Tomorrow? Same time?"She piled up the cups and flasks onto the trolley and moved toward the door, as she opened it she.