I doesn’t bother me at all. Indian sex Luckily, he chuckles and answers, “Well, I’m glad to see someone else has such lovely taste.”
“Dear God, just take me now.. I can’t! I find the best thing any girl could ask for; thick, long, hard as hell, and begging for me to touch it, his dick looks so delicious that I can’t help but take a quick lick of the head. What the..? “OOhhhh shit!” I scream as I cum again, my juice coating his cock and the leather beneath us. He takes a long lick of my slit, and I moan, clutching at the leather beneath me. He sucks each nipple, realizing the competition that’s risen between us: he refuses to cum before I’ve reached exhaustion. Luckily, he chuckles and answers, “Well, I’m glad to see someone else has such lovely taste.”
“Dear God, just take me now.. Don’t stop, please don’t stop. Regina?” he says, gesturing to my open buttons. He licks his lips, loving the sight before him. Thankfully, the door closing behind me interrupts my high school antics. “I’ve died and gone to heaven,” he sputters. Grabbing his arms, I throw him onto the chaise lounge, pining him beneath me with my thighs. I doesn’t bother me at all. I feel my orgasm begin to build, and I begin to whimper as
