Indian Desi Brother’s Steamy Affair

” Don’t pull away from me, Marci…Don’t you ever hold yourself from me.” I said menacingly. Indian sex She lay there whimpering quietly, she lowered her head to see my hard thick long, extremely hot cock shooting disgustingly copious amounts of pre-cum all over her, giving little jumps when it squirts directly onto her pussy or her exposed tightly clenched anus, again. Eventually I let go of her wrists as I growled in her ear. She feels the pressure building, I growled low and menacing as I pushed harder. Eventually she feels my cock hitting her cervix, she came again moaning and squirming against my cock. I grab her wrists with my hand forcing them above her head, holding them above her head making her tits stand up even higher. Marci is physically and emotionally exhausted. Marci feels her pussy begin to painfully stretch little by little and then the battering ball begins to edge in with each thrust, withdraw, and then feel it go a little bit more in with the next thrust. ” Oh bitch this is going to bring memories back when we were together. I was her date for a New Year’s eve party, after the party we went to her place.