In my mind, the mystery man would fuck my ass. It's another fantasy that has struck me recently.The fantasy of me going to a bar and picking up some g...y and screwing him in the alleyway is good and all, but I've come to the realisation that it's not quite dirty enough for me. I would need more from this mystery hunk of a man. Perhaps after we fuck against the brick wall in the alleyway, out in the cold night air, we get a taxi back to his house. There it can start all over for us. That quick. Straight....up....at....me....in the window! I felt a hot flash go through me! I became afraid and embarrassed! I moved over out of view and went to the adjoining bedroom.Cautiously I approached another window to peek out between the curtains. "Wow" I said to myself, "Nothing happened!" Jo was still working his meat and Joey kept flashing glances towards the window where I had been standing. He didn't say a word to Jo about their audience.A new urge raced through me. Without a second thought I. Aamina was trying her best not to make noise or moan as we were down the stairs, but it was becoming hard for her to control any further as the intensity kept rising with each passing moment, and slowly I inserted my hands into her lower, to find out there were no panties inside too, and my hands were feeling her naked ass cheeks and butt crack and slowly moving forward to in between her things and reaching up to her pussy lips… she was all hot and wet down there and my fingers were getting wet. Granted, at first she was difficult and stubborn, but we worked through her defiance, and quickly she began to see that being a submissive wasn't altogether a bad thing. And now I believe she has gotten a good handle on her submission and it's time she started working with you, the one who will be her permanent Dom. "I can continue teaching her, but from this point on, I would be teaching her the way I want things done, not the way you would like them. And that would only confuse her. So it is.