Let’s face it, Morris—you don’t like me and I don’t like you. Indian sex “I’ll bring back a beer.” I could hear her on the phone and she was back with a can of Yuengling. I rose and pulled her from the couch. It’s not Nan’s nature to take advantage. You actually did your wife a huge favor, and me, too. I have never cum as hard or as often as I have in the past two weeks. “I am so sorry. She straddled my back taking the same level of extraordinary care to avoid pressing her legs against my sensitive skin and muscles. Didn’t I tell you last night about all the orgasms I’ve had with you. It was small, just off the kitchen and open to the living room. “The following two days were more of the same except that she beat my back and legs with a riding crop and a bamboo cane until I could barely move, but Tuesday morning she made a mistake, tying me in the bedroom again, but with my hands in front of my body.
