What I saw looking back at me was satisfaction. How ironic. (1) My man, I mean my main man, I mean the man that people knew was my man, was hundreds o... miles away in London living it up with his women. Marvin was probably married for all I knew. (2) I recently had a miscarriage. (3) Kelly was back in Jamaica up to who knows what. (4) I had no real friends. The girls were good company but I do know that they could be vicious bitches. (5) I was yet to have a child. (6) I just had sex in a. Two, I am your master for the next several hours. And three, you will get your pleasure, while I get mine. Understand?" he asked, "Yes master." I replied obediently. He smiled, clearly enjoying me addressing him as master. "Good." he growled. "Now get on your knees!" he ordered. I stepped away from the bed and got down on my knees. I decided to do what he said, because he was very tall, and could probably pick me up and throw me across the room. He stepped in front of me and I knew immediately. Unzip and get your cock out. I want to see it again anyway.”He gave me a funny look. Reluctantly he said, “I better before I go off in my jeans.”He undid his belt, unzipped, rose up off the seat and lowered his jeans. His erection sprang up, hard as a crowbar. He cupped his balls in his left hand, wrapped his right hand around his cock and started stroking.I enjoyed this immensely but I got a sore neck from switching my eyes from the road to his cock and then back again. It’s almost like. Stephanie could not tell what it was about Beckah that drew her in. Maybe it was her smooth gentle voice. Maybe it was her deep chocolate eyes and long wavy brown hair. Anyway she thought of this woman, she was hot. As the hours passed, Stephanie and Beckah talked about their lives. Stephanie learned that Beckah was a very passionate person as she heard her talking about her family.Finally Beckah said that it was closing time, but that Stephanie should wait for her. Stephanie was drunk by now.