I showered, slipped into jeans, a t-shirt and boots, before getting on my bike and heading to the apartment the two shared, when I got there Denise met me outside, she wore another low cut top and baggy pants, she looked very upset. I dipped my fingers in the jar again and first slipped one past her sphincter, she moaned as I worked my finger inside her ass as she fingered her pussy. Indian sex She was hesitant at first, but I pulled her into my arms, kissing her hungrily, she soon started kissing me back, her hands stroking my back. Her head bobbed up and down fast and only slowed to take me down her throat, I reached out and played with one of her hanging breasts as she bent over me. “So…still think they should be in a game?”
I reached out and cupped both breasts, they were heavy and silky soft in my hands, my thumbs ran over her nipples, teasing her slightly, she sighed in pleasure. She groaned as I pushed into her, she pushed back; wanting more and I fed more of my cock into her tight asshole, forcing my cock deeper, her fingers brushing over my cock as she fingered her pussy with gusto.
