I pulled up her dress. I took out my cock and slid into her soaked pussy with one slow stroke until I was all the way inside her. “Who are you, baby...” I pushed in harder, pinning her against the metal. “I’m your slut.” “Say it again. Tell me.” “I’m your slut. Fuck me like a slut.” Before the words were even fully out of her mouth I began to fuck her hard, slamming her against the metal. I’m sure we made a great deal of noise, clanging and moaning, and no doubt were heard by the people on the. He slowly slipped my panty down, and after I stepped out of them, he brought them to his face, and inhaled deeply of my scent. When he pushed my skirt up over my hips, I spread my legs as he leaned in and tenderly kissed my pussy. I rested my ass back against the edge of the counter and his finger lightly traced along my slit. I tried to move my hips, wanting to feel him inside of me, but he placed an arm across them forcing me to endure his sweet torture. He placed his tongue on my pussy lips. I quickly pulled up my trousers and flushed the toilet before exciting the cubicle and washing my hands before leaving the toilet block, I waited to see who my erstwhile friend in the next cubicle was. Moments later a tall young guy with long hair exited the toilet block he was quite good looking dressed in a rather smart suite, he seemed to know I was the one that had been the other side of the wall from him giving me a knowing look he motioned for me to follow him as he walked away.I usually. I am a horny dominant male who loves to pleasure ladies in many ways, any lovely girls, aunties, and ladies who are looking for some quality chatting, message me (email and kik at the end of the story.)In the earlier part, I wrote about how we ended up getting into a BDSM session and Megha had become my submissive slave. This part will further tell about how we got involved in something even kinkier. After having the nasty BDSM session, I pulled her to the sofa and made her sit with her thighs.