“Please no, stop! Indian sex I was feeling an intense rush of energy between us. I lifted again, my eyes just 2 inches from her, looking into her wide open gaze and watching the tears flow. Our mingled spit and drool coated our lips slickly as I pressed my tongue deep to lick at the top of her tongue, the tip of mine exploring the ridges of the roof of her mouth. I knew that I would be able to sell this on the dark market and get back much of what I had spent there originally. “Does this hurt?”
“Yes, I don’t like it.”
I was intrigued by the control of her mind as I asked her. I cut off her words by again forcing my mouth to hers muffling the noises. Tell me when you’re on the edge. I was feeling a growing warmth in my body, a growing compulsive need to do something. Between her moans and noises of arousal Lena was now begging in the full grip of her forced arousal, even when my thumb began to indent the center of her throat, pushing against her windpipe. I can hear the wet noises of your fingers in your cunt.
