Tonight was one of those nights. “Aaaagh, indeed,” I mirrored. Indian sex video Anyway, now it was early in 2012 and I was passing my 150th stay at the Holiday Inn, the event memorialized by them with a free night in their Executive Suite and a basket of treats. We ate, licked, jerked and sucked each other all night. I had a sudden vision of Angie, bent over at the waist holding her ankles and shaking from yet another climax, with my tongue deep in her ass. “To be perfectly honest, Angie is still maturing in her sexuality and I was privileged to help her explore some aspects of her sex life that she hadn’t been able to experience yet.”
What an erection deflator she’d turned out to be. Later we had safe sex so that she could experience what it felt like to have a huge prick completely filling her up. I can’t believe you’ve been so mistreated.”
“Mistreated?” She questioned. I thrust my tongue in only a tiny bit but that was enough for her to scream out with another orgasm. She had an oversized sweatshirt over a pair of short shorts and toned legs ending in gorgeous feet with pink toenail polish on her delicate toes.
