It was a tense situation but that didn't stop my cock starting to firm in this strange hand. "You like getting jacked off don't you?" The fist pumped...up and down the shaft of my cock as the other man's breath heated the back of my neck.The tenseness of the situation, and the need to urinate made it difficult for me to give in to the feeling he was giving me. But finally the intensity of the good emotions building in my group overtook the situation and I shot my load all over the porcelain. If he, or she, gets turned on by being the dominant one, I’m happy to play the sub. However, is there a need to keep to one’s role. No, definitely not. Let me tell you a story.I met this chap through Hamster. We’d chatted for months. Eventually we arranged to meet at his house. I took precautions, of course. I checked his address on the electoral register, to which I have access and told him I was leaving the address with a friend. He was a dominant character. In our communications, he liked to. "She sat back and smiled wistfully."It was beautiful Lenny," she said softly, "Absolutely beautiful."I reached over and squeezed her hand. "Tell me, mum."She was well into her stride now, and I think she'd have told me anyway."I was nineteen, and she was twenty-seven, you'd have loved her Lenny, I certainly did, she came back to our hotel room one night, and we made love."She giggled then, and I smiled with her."I take it that you liked her then." Ooh yes, I was in love darling, she was the. .. So you better follow through girl. Don't be wasting none of my time." Tessa giggled, rubbed her hand on his pants and squared her body up to face him. She looked too nervous to talk, but not too nervous to start getting physical with him. By now she was starting to become oblivious to the fact that I was several feet away. It was like seeing that college girl again, having just hooked up with this black guy and brought him back to her room. Tessa now leaned over to him and gave him a light.