I grabbed her arm to help steady her and pulled her dress together and we made our way through the crowd to the door.When we got to the car she peeled...off her dress and bent over the trunk and said, "Fuck me here and now I have to get your cock in my pussy." I unzipped my pants and let my raging hard on slip into the night air. I did not bother with slowly inserting my cock I just lunged forward and buried it inside her wet slit and thrust in and out. It was not making love or even fucking it. ."I was turned facing the door fully exposed if anyone happened upon us. Jason laughed, and pulled me into one of the stalls, shutting and locking the door. Smiling, he unzipped his jeans, "Stroke it."I reached into his pants, and wrapped my hand around his cock. It was not huge. No real long, but nice, and it was pretty thick. I grinned as I thought about his dick buried between my legs, and I started to stroke him slowly up and down. His hands were at my shoulders, slipping the straps of my. Normally women who train in Submission choose a black Masteror a muscular man with big muscles, someone exuding masculinity andpower. I was intrigued by a bald, dark-skinned, well-toned South Africanman, with Indian blood in his veins, who could subjugate a woman withjust the thought of his commanding eyes. His name is Gerhard. As aMaster, He enjoys the well-deserved reputation of being a man who canturn a woman into a total, submissive, devoted slave. What I liked aboutHim was that He. He stood up and smiled at his two friends. "Okay, here goes." He took off his t-shirt and tossed it onto the floor then unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them down and off. He too was wearing a pair of Jockey style shorts and he slipped them off and stood there with his cock in his hand. "Not as big as yours Matt but I've never had any complaints from the ladies."Sam stared at Ted's cock and she liked the light brown color and especially the dark brown ring around the shaft just below the.