I met Black Master Shango on the street in front of the restaurant at the time He ordered me to. He was looking beautiful of course in his suit, tie and black shoes which I kept shiny for Him. I did my best to dress nicely, but I am just a skinny white boi. Black Master Shango's body is not only darker, but thicker and stronger. I am not even a man compared to Him.
"She will be here shortly. I want you on your best behaviour, ready to eat her pussy whenever I command it, and just as I have instructed you." Master had given me the details several days earlier about how His date likes to be pleasured, and I memorized them.
"Yes Sir," I replied. Just then a taxi pulled up to the curb and a gorgeous blond white woman stepped out. She looked stunning in her tight red dress, with round breasts looking like they could burst out. Black Master Shango stepped forward to help her out of the cab. Then their lips met and He gave her a juicy kiss.
"It is good to see you Greta," He said in a deep voice.
"You too," said Greta, as she stared dreamily into his dark eyes.
"Remember the servant I told you about?" He asked her. "Allow me to introduce him to you. He will be assisting me tonight in any way you desire," He said with a wink. I leaned forward and gave her a peck on the cheek. "Come let us go inside and dine," Black Master Shango commanded.
We were seated in a horse-shoe shaped booth with Greta in the centre between us. Master Shango planned this seating arrangement so we could both have access to her. It was still early, and therefore quiet at the restaurant, so we had a little privacy as Master Shango had planned. After Master ordered the drinks and food for all of us, He asked her, "How many times did you cum on our last date, was it three times?"
"Yes, it was three times," Greta replied, blushing.