She sipped it slowly, but finished it quicker than she would have liked. She wanted to order another, but the note said ‘a drink’ and she knew tha... the devil was in the details so she sat there, patient and eager. Men came up to her, asking to buy her drinks, and each time her heart raced, thinking it was Him. She graciously declined, and continued to wait for Him. Almost an hour passes and finally she feels a hand on the small of her back. Without looking around she knows it is Him. He kisses. She looked so beautiful that afternoon, she was wearing a yellow dress that complimented her silky blonde hair which was tied up with a white ribbon. She was also wearing white nylons with white heels that had tiny yellow bows on the back of them. I was so impressed of her wonderful looks that I needed to tell her often about it. After awhile of driving and talking we finally made to our spot that I use to go as a boy just to relax and just liked the scenery. It’s a little grassy clearing. Meenu suddenly took hold of candle and separated herself and started fucking me I cried, “Mmmmmmmmeeeeeeeeeeeeeennnnnnnu Meenu darling fuckk me fuck me Meenu don’t leave me fuck my vagina it itches” and we started using foul Hindi language like “choooooooooooooood Meenu mereko choooooood mein aaj puura maza chaahti hoon meri chut ki ache se chuddaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiii kar”. Meenu was responding, “aaj teri ko itna karugi ki pir kabi chudwaane ka naam nahi legi saali bahut chudwana chaahti hai. There was no question that I was going to follow his orders. But part of me still felt a little of the anger and didn’t want to make it easy for him. First he thought he had a say in what I look like, and now he just wants me to submit. “No!”. “Ah, whore, we both know that you want it, and that you are going to do it. Take your shirt and your bra off. Now.”.I was shivering of excitement but I just couldn’t yet. I am a strong and independent woman, I thought. “No! First you are rude and now you.