Forbidden Pleasure: Friend’s Wife Seduction – Telugu Erotic Tale Part 8

Suddenly, I realized, I was going to be the first. Kristy grabbed my hands and pulled them up to her waste. Indian sex video I lifted the lid, and there inside was the t-shirt and jeans Kristy had worn to school that day. I blushed, even though I knew she couldn’t see the hardon I was hiding beneath my body. She went on to letter in cheerleading, making the varsity squad in football and basketball all four years of high school. “No I’m not!”
“Like you know anything about sex,” she came back. Every time I thrust forward, she leaned down and licked the head of my dick. “Its so cute,” she said in between licks. Without even thinking I grabbed my little cock and beat it until I cam all over the bathroom door. “I guess you aren’t a little boy are you?”
“I told you.”
“So you really had sex with that little girl next door?” As she asked, she started to slowly rub up and down my shaft. Of course this was back in the day when parents still didn’t let their children watch that sort of thing. Kristy was the greatest baby setter every! She raised one foot up to the rim of them tube, and put one hand behind my head, pushing me back down on her.

Forbidden Pleasure: Friend’s Wife Seduction – Telugu Erotic Tale Part 8