silence.
I could see light under Cindy’s bedroom door in the hallway on the other side of the room. Indian sex that was amazing.”
She reached down, ran a finger through the puddles on my stomach, and looked at me with a smirk, “Did we enjoy ourselves?”
She saw the cum in my hair and giggled again, “Wow- I didn’t think there would be so much!”
She grabbed her nightshirt off the bed and cleaned off the mess I had made. She held it there, and pulled my face hard against her until I thought I might suffocate, but I continued tongue-fucking her little opening as she rode through the waves of her climax.
…her shuddering finally subsided, and she raised herself up from my mouth, suddenly tender from the strong climax. that was amazing.”
She reached down, ran a finger through the puddles on my stomach, and looked at me with a smirk, “Did we enjoy ourselves?”
She saw the cum in my hair and giggled again, “Wow- I didn’t think there would be so much!”
She grabbed her nightshirt off the bed and cleaned off the mess I had made.
Cindy was standing in front of her closet like she was looking for something to wear. I drank in the sight of her nipples and hip bones poking out against the thin material, and the faint outline of her small bush. I walked over, grabbed her hands and pulled her
