That feeling only added to the fever pitch of anticipation for the finals rematch. The sound of the marching band playing a traditional Scottish tune ...ignified the start of the pre-match ceremonies. Both teams were introduced to the crowd by the booming voice of the public address announcer, and all the players joined the fans in rhythmic clapping along with skirl of the bagpipes. Brad was fairly high up in the stands, in one corner of the arena. On his left side sat Marc, who had guided Sandra. Jerome said his friend knew the place and he would wait for me at dawn, after I leave my office. My Master asked if his married white bitch was dressed sexy and I said today I looked a perfect business woman, wearing a tight black skirt, jacket and a white blouse.Stilettos? asked Jerome. Of course I was also wearing stilettos…My Black Master agreed and he was glad about my response.He finally said I should not disappoint him and added I would be very satisfied after been fucked by his endowed. Bet you wish you could do something about it, huh little buddy. It must suck to have a little dick, huh?' I blushed crimson, and handed him the camera. 'Oh, can you get the ruler that's on the table too.' It didn't take a genius to know what the ruler was for...Josh started out tamely enough...full frontal with no pretense of avoiding my face, side angle, back. He disappeared in to the next room for a few minutes, I didn't dare sneak a few strokes while he was out. 'Ok, those are downloaded,. He flung her robe apart so that she lay totally naked in front of him. He stopped to look at her, she was beautiful, he could see the longing in her face, her chest was heaving waiting for physical contact her nipples stood high and proud. He traced his hand down her neck to meet her nipples, he pinched them hard and she arched her back. He took one of her tits softly in his mouth and sucked it she was moaning quite loudly. His tongue flicked over her nipple and she wiggled around on the floor.