I knew I couldn’t keep drugging him every weekend. I climbed on top of him yet again, and knelt over him so that my cock was in his face. Indian sex He was pretty wasted, but definitely in control of himself, and probably not that tired, to be honest. I refused of course. I slid as much of my foot as would fit in there, then began moving my foot around, toeing at his tongue. Once we had cleaned all the cum off of him, I knelt on top of him, and he asked if I’d untie him. And just like that, we drifted off to sleep. The day after it had happened, I had been terrified when I woke up that he would remember something or say something, but the only thing he complained about was a massive headache, which, to be honest, was every weekend anyway. Before I shot the rest, I pulled out and emptied the rest onto his stomach. I pulled the shirt off of him, but left the boxers for now. I pulled the socks out of his mouth and shoved my cock in in its place.
