I tightened my grip even more and slammed her hands against the wall whilst lifting them up in the air even higher almost making her have to stand on ...er tip toes."Look at me!" she half-shouted, "Look into my eyes as you make my tight Indian pussy cum you fucker!".She was starting to get even dirtier now and I loved it, I grabbed her wrists as tight as I could and roughly rammed my hand down the front of her jeans, breaking the button on them as I did it. My index and ring finger slid down. Physical....comfort...' She doesn'tunderstand at first, but then it dawns on her he wants to have sex withher. He wants her to pay for her groceries with sex! 'Herr Schuster! I.... that is....' She begins to complain at hisforwardness, but even as she speaks, she has a feeling, deep down inside,that unless Bettina and she want to go hungry, there is nothing she can dobut agree to his request. She goes quiet and stares at the floor for aminute. Desperately she tries to think if there is. Wow. She was not prepared for the size of his cock! It was enormous. She has watched a few X Rated videos in her time but this was definitely in the same league as ‘John Thomas’ the king of the porn.He smiled and then bent over her and virtually ripped her bra off. Shit. She wouldn’t be able to wear it again. Then he pushed her sari further up to her belly. The only thing which was covering her was her scanty panties.She could smell his body odour. It was so strange experiencing the smell of. After a short time, Susan stood and complained that she had been a bit too ambitious in selecting the hotpants to wear. They were too tight, and uncomfortable. She asked if anyone would mind if she took them off. With no dissenting voice, she did just that, confirming my belief that she wore no panties. She laid back down again, on her back, her finely manicured pussy well featured.Some light banter ensued. Susan was teased a little for being so keen to show off her nakedness, a sight that.