We became frank, started talking dirty, and tirelessly teasing each other. Ritu would often use Hindi slangs like madarchod, behenchod, etc and I woul... always get a rock-hard turn-on on hearing “loda” from her mouth.It would ignite a wild animal in me and in my fantasy, I wanted to fuck her hard and choke her. Although Ritu was innocently cute, she had wild bitch fantasies. She shared her desire of being fucked doggy style with her hands tied behind her back and me pulling her hairs, with. He lunged at me. I tried to dodge him, but he was fast. He grabbed my arm. “What’re you doing, let me go.” I cried, struggling to get free from his grip. He easily lifted my petite body in his arms. I tried to break his grip, unsuccessfully. He took me to his room and dropped me on his bed. “Now slut, what were you saying?” Tears of humiliation swelled in my eyes. “What do you want?”“To fuck you.” He gave me a lewd grin. I was stunned that such crude words were coming from the mouth of my. ’ Her father’s tone was splashed with anger. ‘Yeah! Just do whatever you please, kid! It’s your goddamn road.’ He shook his head as he muttered his insults to no one in particular. He watched in the mirror as the SUV disappeared into a student parking lot. Finally smirking and returning his focus to the road, he spoke again. This time to his daughter. ‘Friend of yours?’ Rachel had been silent since the moment they’d first hit the brakes. Her stomach, which had already been tight, had knotted up. She had changed into a silvery shift dress with matching high heelswhile I was waiting for the nail polish to dry. A pearl necklace anddangling pearl earrings completed her look.Before we left she insisted to take some photos of us in the mirror -'Mother and Daughter pictures' as she called them.~ These certainly are no Mother and Son pictures and I hope she is notshowing them around when back home. OMG, she has taken dozens ofpictures today while visiting all the sites and insisted that I was.