So I moved into the rent controlled apartments (projects). You know the places. There's no drywall. The walls are either cinder block, or wood wall pa...eling. And since there's not a lot of money, for fun there's a lot of group parties. So one Friday evening, at the parking lot soiree and food sharing festival, this woman caught my eye. Attractive but in a interesting way. Not classically beautiful, but put together well. Nice body. And an aura of confidence about her. But she was with a guy.. I held the blind fold. She opened the door and walked in. BAM, I grabbed her hard by her hair and slammed the door as I shoved her face hard against the door, one hand in her hair pulling, one hand on her throat. "Bitch, lock the fucking door, you are mine and you are going to get fucked the way you want." I choked her until her eyes were watery up then kissed her, check, I asked softly in her ear, "what do you want bitch?" You Master she replied "What shall I do with you slut?" Anything. As the movements became regular she just mellowed in a blissful haze of pleasure. She forgot the discomfort as i moved in and out, each thrust longer than before she shifted her hand beneath her and for the first time felt her streaming pussy and her aching clit. Moving her middle finger in circles around her button she started to moan. All her inhibitions left her now as her orgasm built inside. Her body tensed, forcing herself backwards onto me, taking the full length of my thrusting cock. There was no surprise when there were no available stalls."Damn it. I knew there wouldn't be any stalls." Shawn stressed, stomping his foot on the ground like a child who had not got his own way. "At this rate, we'll have to share a stall or one of us will be waiting over an hour for the other to find a vacant stall."Jacob nodded his head upon the realisation that Shawn was right. If they fought for a stall, the loser of the fight could be waiting ages before they find a stall to get dressed.