"Apparently George will be out of town, Emma has had a bust up with her bloke, so it will be the three girls and you!" she replied."That's not what I ...sked! Our outing, will it be just you and me or what?" I repeated."That's up to our Master!" she giggled. "Just let me hear his Master's Voice, Tell me one way or the other?" she ventured."HMV says we could have more fun as a group" I retaliated. This was one of those weird moments when you know you have said the wrong thing."HMV" she repeated. I pulled out of her mouth and went back to untying her arms. Once they were free, I gently rubbed her wrists and pulled her close to me, side by side. We kissed, tasting each other, staring into each other’s eyes. I pushed her onto her back rolling on top of her, spreading her nylon encased legs. My cock was positioned at the entrance to her pussy, it was slick with her juices, slowly I let it rub up and down her outer lips, teasing.“For fucks sake, please fuck me hard!” she pleaded.I. We kiss. Our lips embrace like a hug from two life-long friends. This isn't why we're here but our lips don't want to leave each other. My tongue slides into her mouth, a warm welcome. Her tongue wrestles with mine, playfully, a friendly game of tackle football. I of course let her tongue win. My hands are all over her body, squeezing, feeling, pulling her closer, creating friction, her body temperature rises. I raise her left leg up, it wraps around my body. My ever growing penis. My hands shake uncontrollably. I've seen him take what he wants. I've hidden on the catwalk, watching him fuck super-models through a 300mm lens. Now I've felt him bend me over his desk and fuck me. I don't want to marry him and go to his kids fucking PTA meetings. Why would I want that?I want to choking in the collar attached to the leash his haughty, annoying, white girlfriend impatiently yanks. I want to be humiliated and degraded and used for his pleasure. I want to clean his hot cum from.