We arrived atthe bar and there were quite a few people there, drinking and doingwhatever else one does at a bar. Several of the men turned and stared ...as wewalked in the door into the darkened bar. We went to the bar and MistressDominique ordered our drinks. As we sat and talked, I was aware of some ofthe men still staring at me, they could not keep their eyes off my largebreasts and small waist and I was very self-conscious about it but MistressDominique told me not to worry about it because if. We both found each other attractive and decided to meet. Luckily, she also was staying in Delhi. We met in a mall and had a nice time together. While roaming, my hand touched boob by mistake. I quickly said sorry but to my surprise, she gave me a wicked smile and said, “it’s fine” and started laughing. Until that point, I had no intentions to fuck her as I did not receive any sort of signal that she was also interested in having sex with me.Then we watched a movie had lunch and were heading. .. IT HURTS... I'M TOO SMALL BACK THERE!" she cried.But he ignored her pleas, shoving mercilessly as he hugged her shapely hips in his savage attack, and growling, "Push back! Come on! Help me out! Push your ass back!"Arlene could hardly think. Every way she turned there was pain and more pain. The agony was unbelievable!"Back... BACK!" he snarled, seemingly angered by her immobile stance, but she was afraid to move for fear of the pain inside her. Nevertheless, she tried to move her buttocks. A thin sheet covered his legs and waist, his bare chest uncovered. I stepped into his room silently, turning and closing the door slowly. I looked back over to him, the red glow of his alarm clock the only light in the room, illuminating the side of his face and stretching across his chest. I reached down and pulled my shirt above my head, dropping it to the floor. I reached down and pushed the edges of my panties over my ass and they dropped down to the ground at my feet. I stepped out of them.