Alex pulls Leigh into the bathroom

Suddenly Alex grabs Leigh's hand and drags her away from the dance floor. "Where are we going?" Leigh yells, but Alex either doesn't hear or doesn't care to answer.

They reach the restroom and Alex shoves the door open. The seedy club bathroom has several women in it already, some fixing makeup at the sinks and a couple having a drunken heart-to-heart in the corner. Alex walks past them and peeks into the first open stall, then unabashedly shoves Leigh in and closes the door behind them. "I'm finished with not fucking you," she says.

Leigh stumbles over her tongue. "Here?" is all she can get out. She is acutely aware of all the eyes that watched them go into the stall together, and wonders how many of the girls outside are still watching and listening, curious.

Alex raises an eyebrow. "Wherever I say, slut." Leigh shivers and nods hesitantly. Alex unbuttons her pants and pulls them down, revealing a trim triangle of dark hair over a glistening smooth pussy. Alex grabs Leigh's hair and shoves the taller girl to her knees. She has just enough time to think that the other girls in the bathroom can undoubtedly see her kneeling under the stall walls before Alex pulls Leigh's face into her crotch, and then she's too distracted to care.

Alex tastes far better than Leigh would have expected. She's very wet, and soon Leigh's chin is drenched. She plunges her tongue inside Alex's cunt and flicks it against her clit, relishing her domme's faint moans. She feels her own pussy get wetter and wetter, and she's sure her panties are soaked by now.