“You have an incredibly wet little fuck hole,” he said as he removed his finger from me; copious amounts of my gleaming lube dripping off his finger. Indian sex As much as I wanted that cock in my mouth I wanted it inside me even more. I held his gift in my mouth, feeling the viscous fluid mixing with my own sticky sweet spit, taking care not to swallow or allow a drop to pass my lips. He gave an acknowledging smile that he was pleased with my initiative and shook his head. He slowly pulled his underwear and jeans back into position before crossing his arms and gazing at me. He gave an acknowledging smile that he was pleased with my initiative and shook his head. First I received the orgasm and now the joy of feeling my Master’s cock inside me? Finally the words came that I had been praying to hear for weeks. I complied, feeling the oozing mixture slide down my throat and into my tummy. My head bobbed up and down, sucking and pressing with my lips until I felt it begin to twitch and throb in my mouth.
