Indian Teen Rides Tenant’s Cock Hard While Parents Are Away

As I pull out my instant breakfast drink mix, I grab two glasses instead of one, measuring out six tablespoons of powder each, then pouring the milk in and stirring. Indian sex We watch the first couple scenes in silence, and I feel his weight shift a little as he moves closer every so often, until his knee is touching mine. I turn my head a little, glancing at him from the corner of my eye, and he’s staring straight ahead, but his hand slides to rest on my left thigh, a slight blush tinting his cheeks. “No, please stay,” I say softly, getting on the bed and straddling his lap. My eyes search his, slightly worried, but any anxiety I had dissipates when his lips one again press against mine, kissing me tenderly, his tongue looking for mine. I rinse my body slowly, then my hair, letting the hot water run over my supple breasts. As I pull out my instant breakfast drink mix, I grab two glasses instead of one, measuring out six tablespoons of powder each, then pouring the milk in and stirring. I turn off the water and lean against the wall for a moment before getting out and drying off, wrapping the towel around my chest. His hands tentatively go to my hips, and he kisses me back.