You stare at the clock willing time to move faster until it changes to 10 and you get in your car and drive. Indian sex The morning blends into the afternoon and you cut yourselves open and allow each other a peek into what is inside. This should be a time of triumph, the possibility of holding hands and watching movies together is more real than it ever has been but all you can think about is how you want to comfort her. The heat from her leg soaks through your pants and you start to get comfortable. Her hair is in your face and fills your nostrils with the faint smell of vanilla drowning out the smells of rubber and sex that are heavy in the air. Pulling away she says, “Where did you learn to do that?” You are speechless not sure where you did, it doesn’t matter it doesn’t seem like she was looking for a response as she pushes your chest making you collapse on your back. She starts to unbutton your shirt one button at a time her eyes staring at the flesh being revealed with each successful undone button.
