" What?" I demanded."I think you understand exactly what I am offering."I stared, you know, a stuck up, upper middle class bitch, who wouldn't want to...piss in her face? but Pippa, well, to be honest I just wanted to ram my straining cock deep in her sweet pink pussy."I don't know," I said, "It will be a lot of work." And a lot of fun," she added, "And Pippa hasn't had any cock for ages have you sweetie?" No Mistress," Pippa agreed."And you do like cock don't you?" the 'Mistress' asked."I like. Soon he found my wet thong and put it aside with just one of his thick fingers.“You want for sure to go back in the cubicle, Ma’am…” He said, leaving me.I looked down again at his semi hard black dick and I had to admit I was real horny as fuck. I slowly nodded in silence and then he smiled as he walked back towards the booth I had vacated. I followed him, feeling my cunt starting to get damp….Walking in behind him, he locked the door, as he faced me he grabbed my hips and dragged my body close. He moved quickly getting the room set for Kara’s return. He lighted a few scented candles and poured a glass of champagne. Just as he put the bottle back into the ice bucket there was a timid knock on the door. He walked over to it and opened it a little before opening it half way so he could lean against the doorframe. He had stripped down to just his dark blue jogging bottoms, which Kara had said made his abs stand out more. He knew exactly how to get to her and it was working. The gasp and. "I can smell your arousal," I said. "Instead of satisfying yourself, you're going to chase me away, all because you know you're not strong enough to use me and the find a way to blame me."I could almost hear the gears turning in her head as she calculated her answer to my challenge."I'll show you who's strong," she snapped as she turned back toward me."Put your hands behind your head," she commanded as she straddled my body."Do it!" she said harshly as she slapped my face for moving too slowly..