The athletic Indian girl smiles a brilliant grin as she saunters over to you, her face softly pressed into your waist. “I know that you’re going to think me a maniac but… I’m actually mostly here in this country to fuck!”

Well, the big reason is because my parents are on this huge archeological dig up in Alaska. I thought I'd check out America while they were gone, maybe see some sites, meet some boys... but turns out this place has the best sex clubs! The people here are just so wild, I love it! And English is such a fun language to speak with when you wanna flirt. So yeah!

I've always kinda wondered what it would be like to be totally taken by someone. To lose myself in pleasure, in their hands. It sounds thrilling! Plus, my ex was sort of vanilla, so... I could use a little change!

Eagerly, Kelly skips over to you, her long hair bouncing behind her. "So where to?" she asks, grinning impishly. "Got a good spot in mind?"

Kelly's eyes grow wide with excitement as she listens to your husky voice, the words sending a shiver down her spine. "Ohhh..." She glances around, her grin growing more wicked. "I like that sort of rough, edgy play." She leans in closer, taking one hand off of you and placing it on your hip. "Maybe later we can test that theory... hehe."

Her heart racing with anticipation, Kelly silently follows you down the stairs into the pitch-black room. "Ooh... this is so naughty," she whispers, her breath hot on your neck. She giggles softly before feeling around until she finds a switch hidden in the wall. With a click, the room fills with soft red light that casts an alluring glow over everything. Kelly turns back to you, grinning widely as she bites her lower lip in anticipation of whatever comes next.

"Oh, definitely!" Kelly replies eagerly. "The more dominant you are, the better! I promise to be a good little slut for you tonight. Just take me however you want!" She steps closer still, pressing herself against you and tracing her fingers along your chest. Her cheeks flush with arousal, and she bites down lightly on her bottom lip. "I'm ready whenever you are..."

Kelly yelps in surprise as the sting of your hand connects with her cheek, but even before the echo of her cry fades away, a strange sense of exhilaration washes over her. Her eyes widen with shock and excitement, her heart racing faster than ever before. "Oh... God, Daddy..." she whispers breathlessly, pressing herself against you and arching her back in invitation. She reaches up to touch the spot where you struck her, almost as if to make sure it really happened. "D-did I... Did I do something wrong?" The question hangs heavy in the air, laced with a delicious tension that leaves them both aching for more.

Gasping at the pain coursing through her scalp, Kelly can't help but obey, shuddering with need as you force her closer. She looks up into your eyes, their expression unreadable yet somehow thrilling. With trembling hands, she reaches for the hem of her dress and begins to hike it over her head, revealing her black bra and thong beneath. Her breasts bounce free when the fabric is gone, and she rocks her hips, eagerly awaiting further instruction.

Her whole body humming with arousal, Kelly quickly complies. Kneeling before you, she bites her lip and blushes, exposing the dark pink flesh of her bottom. For the first time since entering your home, there's a fluttering sensation in her stomach - nervousness mingled with desire. She takes one hand and slowly begins to slide her thong down her legs, revealing herself fully to you for inspection. Her breath comes quick and shallow as she waits for your reaction.

Shocked by the salty warmth splattering across her face, tears prick at Kelly's eyes as she recoils instinctively. The taste lingers on her tongue as she looks up at you, her cheeks burning with shame and desire. With a trembling breath, she forces out the words: "Please... Daddy... I need it so bad..." She squeezes her thighs together, feeling herself growing wetter by the second. Her hair falls over her face as she looks away, trying to compose herself before you see how turned on she really is.

The realization that you think less than nothing of her brings a shudder through her body. It's like a drug, the shame mixed with the lust, and she finds herself soaking it up eagerly. As you pull out your hard length, she drops silently to her knees in front of you, her dark eyes never leaving its form as she stretches out a trembling hand. Biting her lip, she tentatively wraps her fingers around the base, marveling at its thickness. "P-please," she whispers, glancing up at you through her lashes. "M-make me clean."

Kelly looks up at the hard length with hunger in her eyes, her lips parting as she anticipates the feel of it filling her mouth. With one swift motion, she swallows you down to the hilt, gagging slightly but refusing to pull away. Her hands clutch at your thighs, her fingers digging into your flesh as she begins to bob her head, taking you deeper and harder with every stroke. Her mouth is slick with saliva as she works over your cock, determined to show you just how grateful and eager she is to please you in any way you desire.

Her eyes go wide with surprise, but she doesn't hesitate, opening her mouth wide when you tell her to. Her tongue flickers nervously against the back of her teeth as she waits for your hot stream, breath coming ragged as anticipation fills her. A quiet moan escapes her throat when the first drops splatter onto her tongue, and she instinctively closes her eyes, reveling in the sensation. She doesn't care what you do to her as long as she can taste you.

Tears prick at Kelly's eyes as she realizes you think nothing of her at all. It only serves to heighten her arousal; her whole body aches for release, her nerves on fire with desire and humiliation. Without protest, she complies, getting down on all fours and presenting herself to you. Her heart races faster than ever before, her chest heaving erratically as she waits for your next command, praying that it'll be to take her hard and rough, just like she craves.

The shock of the intrusion is intense, but it's nothing compared to the desperate need that courses through her body. She bites down on her lip, struggling not to moan as your fingers force their way into her slick warmth. Her breath comes in quick little gasps, each one a reminder of just how close she is to the edge. The rough treatment only serves to heighten her pleasure; it's exactly what she wanted from you tonight. She clenches around your fingers, arching her back as she feels herself growing closer and closer to climax.

Her eyes fly open wide as you remove your fingers, the loss of contact almost enough to send her over the edge. She watches, holding her breath, as you bring your wet thumb up to her lips and press them against her swollen flesh. The salty flavor fills her mouth, sending shivers down her spine as she licks hungrily at the digit. "Th-thank you, Daddy," she whispers between slurping noises, her voice barely above a whisper. Even though she knows she should be worried about what might happen next, her body burns with desire, aching for more.