Over and over I slam my cock in his ass. I'm moaning and calling him my, slut, my cum slut and my bitch. I force my cock deep holding his hip I pull h...m up to his knees. Gripping his hips tight, I starts slamming my cock in and out of his ass. Robert is gasping for air, softly moaning;Fuck my ass, fuck me like a bitch. I keep pounding his ass. I can feel our balls slapping together. I few more pumps and I slow to a stop. Robert quickly crawls from under me pushing me back against the. Conscious, but not terribly alert I seem to have slipped into the so-called "sub-zone" as the cheap BDSM novels and web-sites call it. I was never terribly sure what that meant, but think I'm starting to get the concept. Allowing someone you trust to take total control of your body, giving it to him until you both feel he owns it. No longer thinking so much as reacting. A complete awareness of every nerve in my body. I feel every coil of the tight ropes around my wrists and ankles. Feel the. Just when I reached near the pair, to my utter surprise, the older lady suddenly called my name. 'Aamir, Aamir, Do you remember me?' For a moment I was at a total loss, but the voice gave me the clue.' Yes, Miss I do', I answered, 'You are Miss Jane, who used to teach my sisters. What a pleasant surprise! What brings you to Delhi from Hyderabad?" I said. My eyes were glued on that young girl. She also looked at me and found me looking at her, she blushed.Ms. Jane noticed both of us exchanging. I had only been to her hall till now. Her bedroom was the same as in the pics she had sent me..This was making me horny. When I looked at her I could not look straight as I only visualized her naked as she was in the photographs she then said that she has to go to the market with her mother and needs to change. She took her clothes and went to the washroom.I quietly followed her. I hoped that she might have kept the door open and I might get a peek or more but the door was locked! I tried to.