He felt in my pussy and it was so wet. It was mix of their cum and my juices. He asked, how many do I let cum in me? I told them all do unless I am su...king them then they cum in my mouth. He slapped my ass and told me it was time to get fucked like little slut I am. He shoved his cock in my pussy. I am sure it would have hurt a lot worse if I didn’t have cum already in me but it still hurt. My eyes welled up with tears and I whimpered in pain and he asked if I like that. I said he was too big. It doesn't take long to figure out that he's going to the river or that he's pretty pissed off about something but what I haven't a fuckin' clue. I wish I had a cigarette. I get a little fidgety when I start craving nicotine."Sit still." He growls."Fuck off. I need a cigarette."He's silent for another mile or so. "Alex. Sit still." It's kinda a command form for him - my name followed by a direct order. Whatever appeal it ever had is wearing off. Being ordered around all the time is beginning ta. But mera jaana abhi tak confirm ni tha due to some family problems but mera boht mann tha jaane ka isliye maine college tour ke mussorie jaane k ek din baad akele ne udhar jaane ka plan bnaaya or maine iske baare mein deepali ko bhi phone kr k bol diya tha or us se hotel ka naam,adrress puch liya tha or wo b ye sun k main b aa rha hun boht khush ho gyi..Toh ab main b wahaan pahunch gya mussorie r maine ussi hotel mein alag se apna separate room book krwa liya or deepali ko b bta diya k main. The loss of her income was starting to effect the life style we had grown to enjoy. As I said in another story she made very good money in tips. The waitress uniforms where short dark brown aprons worn over brown Danskin leotards with a tan Tshirt and all the ladies wore Leggs coffee colored pantyhose and white sox and tennis shoes. Now one of the main things that attracted me to my wife when we first met was her legs. She is five foot four and one hundred pounds even. Blonde hair and blue.