Suddenly I bit her hard and she shouted. But it was great as it added pleasure to her only, as we were getting wild she said fuck me here abuse me, ma...e me your slut,Now every single thing was happening was desi wild. From here I will be using hindi word to word as it happens as followsShe : fuck me now chodo mujheMe : you tell kitni aag hai tere andar, dikha mujheShe : mujhe randi bna do bus ,jo krna h kro, destroy my bodyMe: bol kitne ched chodne hai tereShe : dono chod do , muh mein bhi daal. A couple of regulars sat on stools at the other end of the bar. The bartender finished loading a dishwasher and turned it on. It was almost silent. There was another old guy at one of the tables, nursing a beer and memories. With one exception, Ernie's place felt like a normal, run-down old bar. The difference was the red carpeted, teardrop-shaped stage at waist height, with the vertical gold pole embedded in it. Looking around, I figured we were too early for the strippers. I was kind of. Nearly all of her male clientele got off on fucking and under aged girls, they really liked it when she called them daddy, and told them to fuck her hard before mama came home. That it got her off, pretending it was her father fucking her made it even better. She heard a quick inhale of breath from behind her. She pretended to be outing something in her purse, and over her shoulder said, “Coming doctor.” She had to suppress a big grin as she stood up and turned around. She was completely aware. ” This last instruction was received with a look of terror from each of them. “Do you understand your instructions?” Cindy spoke. “Do we really have to refrain from sex? I don’t know how I’ll last a week.” Mathew acted annoyed. “Sub, put your hands back behind your head. If you don’t want to do what you’re told, take off the collar now and you are perfectly free to leave.” Cindy raised her hands and cast her eyes to the floor. “I want to stay please. I’m sorry.” “You’re sorry…what, sub?”.