Her smile dims. Looking up at him, she smiles softly, her cheeks flushed. Indian sex ——————————————————————————————————————————————————
She stands at the sink, short shorts, black singlet, hips pressed up against the bench top. And he wants her to cum with him. Running her tongue around his head, he trembles. Scream, pull away, fight all you want but we both know you want this.”
Lowering his other hand from the restraint he had on her stomach, he begins rubbing her clit, causing her hips to twitch, as she is unbelievably sensitive after just cumming. “It wont work. In response he turns her around, pulling off her shirt, then his. Pulling back, he lets go of her. He cums quickly; coating her tongue and watches as she swallows immediately. As he slides his arms around her waist, she smiles, tilting her head back. Moaning, she cries out his name as she once again cums. Then fun” he says, making her roll her eyes. He places a hand over her mouth, stifling her, stopping the neighbours from having a reason to call the cops yet again. As her shoulders slump, he picks her up and places her on a mat on the floor. Have you ever been standing at the sink wishing that someone would come up behind you and that their need for you would be so evident that
