It would not matter I was a white western male as some Indian women believe we are oversexed deviants anyways. I would guess she was around 40 years ...old. It was terribly hot that night and she was wearing the typical light Indian Sari that did show off her curvy plump body, large round breasts, a fat Desi ‘booty’. But I didn’t really think much of this other than I’d better be careful or she’d be whistling ‘groper’. In fact, I got worried more as our shuttle bus departed and she was making a. I open the door and grab her tightly by the arm. Roughly, I pull her out on the road like I am about to do something really mean and nasty. With a sense of aggressive urgency, I drag her to the front of the car and then push her back on the bonnet until she is sitting on it staring at me all amused and bewildered. I stare down at her naked breasts that are heaving with her excited breathing, nipples pointing at me. “I am sorry but I can no longer search for the motel. I need to fuck you,” I say. Her tongue began to move over my cock as I pumped in and out of her mouth. I pushed in till I reached the back of her throat, her eyes went wide in fear and panic as she found it more difficult to breath, watching the tears in her eyes made me harder and hornier so grabbing her head I pushed deep into her throat forcing her to gag and retch; as her saliva ran on to my ball I began to fuck her face hard and fast with long deep strokes her moans and gagging were having a good effect on my cock. Mypoor bottom is really stinging - I know it must be very red and inflamed -and I can't believe how vulnerable and so very sexy it makes me feel.I know Steve is watching me lying here, an aroused and dishevelled heapbent over the chair. I guess it is obvious, both to me and my assertivenew boyfriend, that a proper spanking really does drive me wild.The next command comes soon after: "Now - stand up... and remember who'sin charge." How could I forget, now? ++++ Part 6 - Jemima Learns Pleasure in.