I fist my hands in his hair and moan against his lips while we fuck. Indian sex The headboard slammed into the wall, leaving dents and peeling paint off. I want you to feel every inch of me…so nice and slow.” He whispered gently. “Take it easy, babe. My body writhes under him as he continues his torturous, sensual assault. “Oh Kass, you have no idea baby. I squeeze my eyes shut as he pounds into me. I let my head roll to one side as Christian withdraws his fingers from my nether regions. I feel his lips traveling down my neck, trailing feather-light kisses. “I have no words to explain how amazing that was. “Oh Kass, you have no idea baby. Oh fuck I love it…” He bit his bottom lip and drove himself further into me. You are so intoxicating…like a damn drug.” I murmur to him. He smiles and kisses me softly. “Christian…Christian, please!” I beg, almost sobbing. His urgent lips find mine and I find myself getting lost again. “I want you inside me…I want you to fuck me!” I finally get the words out. I wiggle my hips just a little bit and feel his seed start to leak out between us. I stare right back and I see the faint trace of a grin on his face.
