We met at the hotel dining room. Not only did she pack a swim suit - she changed clothes: slender, black shiny slacks clinging to her legs, and a thin...smokey grey V-neck top with a hint of grey lace at the bodice. There was a wonderful view of her clevage - breasts ample, but not overly-so.We dined, including a bottle of wine. After dessert, we went to my room. I gave her a key to the room and told her she could change into her swim suit in privacy. She smiled and off she went. 2 minutes later,. In 3-4 minutes I was about to cum. I told her to leave me and she did. Now I took her behind the book racks. Kissed her, removed her kurti and lowered her salwaar. She had worn matching inners. I started giving her tongue twister between her thighs. She came in no time.I went behind her and hugged her and thanked her for this. I removed her bra and was squeezing her boobs from behind and I kept smelling kissing the loose bun and then with my teeth I removed her hair tie and the hair fell like a. Daddy is in charge of my pleasure, I'm not allowed to take my own. You take out your cock and straddle my bound body. You grab my hair and lift my head from the pillow and then savagely fuck my throat. I'm so grateful. Any attention from Daddy is so good. You thrust hard, pulling my head by my hair until your balls smack against my chin. You tell me what a bad whore I've been. What a bad little slut. I'm gagging on your thick cock and you're getting mad at me because I know I'm not supposed to. Finally he stopped his vicious beating as she lay quite still almost unconscious from the torture and the pain.The man who had been beating her had worked himself into a sexual frenzy and he barked an order to the men who were holding her down and they pulled her to the edge of the bed, arranging her in a kneeling position.He undid his fly in the front of his tight slacks and took out a long, thick length of penis which was standing out like a boom, jerking upward in the air. He held it in his.