Indian Wife Loves Doggystyle Creampie In Her Dripping Pussy For Pregnancy

We checked into the hotel. You place the blindfold on my head, blocking out my vision. Indian sex “Knock it off or you’ll get worse.” You say. No restraints this time. Finally, after you orgasm on my cock, you climb off of me. More and more I enter your vagina, filling you completely as you suck and tongue my fingers. You try to move but can barely squirm, your holes open, vulnerable. You grab the toy you placed earlier and place the cockring part of it over my cock and balls, tightening them. Now lie on the bed!”
You lie down. The release almost makes me cum but a good swat to my nuts stops it from happening. We talked and kissed, not seeing each other since July, the sexual tension was in the air. “Remember, no cumming.” You say. “What part of strip did you not understand you dirty slut?” You immediately pull off the last of your clothes. My balls were ready to explode, so full of cum. “You must be dying to cum aren’t you? “Lick it!” I furiously begin licking your pussy, finding every part of it. You’re shaking in anticipation, wondering what is going to happen. But each time I get close you stop moving, allow my impending orgasm to subside, before riding me furiously again.