”“Okay baby. I’m already excited.”“Good. I have something for you to wear back at the hotel.”“Is it nice?”“It’s perfect.” Paris ...t night is a sight to behold. The city illuminated by millions of little lights, along with tourists and citizens mixed together exploring the city, is a wonderous thing.Alex and I were in a taxi on our way to dinner. She looked radiant. No, breathtaking. Before we left home, I ordered a long, emerald colored dress from one of the online shops she’s always browsing on. "Dirty girl," I say, trying to tense up and block the sensations.I keep saying it, over and over again. And each time he smacks my burning cunt with the belt. I can't stop saying it and I don't know why.I don't know how many times it happens, but all I know is he wants it and that is enough.Finally, I am whimpering, saying the words, "Bad girl, dirty girl," over and over again. The pain continues, but it is different now. It is soothing somehow, a soft touch, a gentle touch. A hand. But it. “Keep sucking my cock you fucking whore.” Peter told me and slapped my face. “Yes sir! Sorry.” I said and put his cock back in my mouth. He wasn’t even close to Ryan’s size, but he tried to get me to gag on his cock. It took me a while, but I finally got into a rhythm to where his cock could hit the back of my throat, and made me gag. I could tell that turned him on because he pumped harder whenever it happened. “Okay enough of this shit I want some pussy.” Peter said and grabbed my waist and. I used single bed while aunt & Aaditya shared same bed. I just told all of you earlier that she used to wear sari, nigty or salwar kameez. That night she was in sari. I felt thirsty, I awoke & looked at my wrist watch it was approximately 2’o clock at night. When I turned my face towards aunt bed I was surprised to saw aunt’s condition. She was in deep sleep but her clothes were in unmannered way. Her sari was lifted over her waist and thighs & ass were clearly visible. As I saw her condition.