Bangin’ A Bengali Babe In His Bedroom Part-2

I was in a bad mood so I picked her up and pushed her back onto our couch. She was dead drunk…would she remember if I fucked her…would she even care who had fucked her. Indian sex I opened my eyes while you were putting your pants back on. I left her right there and went up to have a beer. As I climbed on top of her she asked, “Don’t you have any condoms?”
I said, “We don’t need them. She parted her legs and let her arms to fall to the sides. I went into the house just a little hot under the collar. Just as I finished it off Stacey came up from the basement family room. As we walked up the stairs Stacey said, “I drank all of your beer, well at least half of them. Then it took me a long time to be able to stand up and climb those stairs.”
I said, “So you wouldn’t mind if I fucked you again.”
Stacey smiled and said, “Not at all, in fact I’d like it.”
She still could hardly move so I helped her to my bed and got undressed completely that time. I left her right there and went up to have a beer.