Then he started kissing me and I…I don’t know I was nervous and kind of excited and very drunk. Then he started kissing me and I…I don’t know I was nervous and kind of excited and very drunk. Indian sex Finally I started bargaining with him. He kept calling me a good slut, and telling me I had a good pussy, that I was such a good fuck, that my tits were amazing, that I was so fucking hot. It never occurred to me at all that he could be seriously trying to kiss me. He went and got a towel or something and wiped me off a bit and then told me I better stay in his bed with him instead of going down the hall to the guest room. I saw the results list and even though I sort of knew I had failed, the confirmation of it was really painful. We got close to the parking lot where he’d left his car and he tried talking again. I was drunk, so I can’t remember what I told him. “We shouldn’t do this, we can’t do this.” I said as he slid is rock hard cock all the way into me.
