He drew one deep breath. Indian hindi sex Red hot rage filled him and found a vent in this woman’s body under him. With a deep growl he pulled at her shirt, tugged it out of her pants and slid it upward. She cowered on the floor, holding her jaw with one hand, her long hair covering her face. The urge to kick her was growing. It did not improve his mood either, that she just smiled at him, adjusted the straps of her backpack and started to walk again. If she gave in he would still use her, but not beat her up. Groaning he stopped, looked down. “Undress.” It was an order, not a request.
