Tasting. Teasing. Torturing. His hands roaming my body caressing every inch of every curve through my thin chemise with the gentlest of touches, but s...metimes his appetite gets the best of him and his touch relays the urgency he feels. I finally manage to get my hands under his t-shirt. Running my hands over his stomach, his chest, his back, pushing up his shirt as I go. With it out of the way, my mouth can do some exploring of its own. I pull him down beside me and begin to take control. I. He stared at my pussy and said, ‘ randi, hawe tumhari choot saaf dekhati hai. Muhje gaand bata’. So he turned me to doggy style and spread my round chaudi ghand and put a finger into my gaand hole. And I screamed, ‘ abhey benchot, aste thi’. And as I said this, he got angry and put his lauda straight into my gand…and I could feel blood. And Amit said, ‘ leh sali, aysa tumne pasand a ye gah’. I said, no , please no and screamed and he paid no attention. One hand pulling my baal, and another hand. He stood up and grabbed the back of my head and held my check to his crotch, I could tell that he hadnt had anyone this close to his cock in a long time, which was a shame beings as it was so big. He was breathing very heavy and I could feel a spot of precum on his pants. I reached up and undid his pants, they fell to the floor with a thud. He had on the typical whitey tightys which were straining to hold in his massive 10 inches of hard cock. I started to rub it up and down through his. ..... We check in and ride the lift to the second floor -- not even enough time for him to get his fingers in my pussy --- still i'm soaking anyway ... He holds my bum all the way down the corridor to our room -- fuck -i don't think i can get any wetter without being fucked but guess what i just came again --- the first was when he slapped my arse !!!!! At the door he kisses me and says you last chance to duck out babe --- i'm in i say --- do your worst !( wahtever thats going to be ) As we go.