I pout. You reach forward and grab my left breast in your hand, roughly kneading the flesh and twisting my nipple as you shift your right to hold me up. Indian sex video Do other men like to be teased or to hold their wives down or to roughly rip off their wives’ clothes, only to make the gentlest of love to them or to take them roughly and nonchalantly just before going out and then to act like it was nothing? You collapse beside me and pull me close in. “Say it!” you demand, and I cry out with a laugh “ravish me, take me, fuck me!”
You hook your forefingers in the sides of my panties and, as you stand, you take them with you. First, your left shoe, then your right, your socks, your jeans, then, finally, your boxers, revealing your manhood. You’re so strong, so physically dominating, and all I can do is go along for the ride as you plough into my fertile body. You are thick that ever part of my sex is swept with your flesh on every movement.
