She tried to remember to breathe but all she could do was scream. Indian sex She kissed him hard. Mia worked as a writer at a media company. One hand took a firm hold of her waist while the other touched her upper thigh before moving closer to her cunt bypassing her already damp curls until he finally reached her heat. He groaned in approval and appreciation as her cunt tightened around him as it got wetter and hotter. Whenever she saw him or thought about him her heart raced. But that didn’t matter; he wasn’t done with her yet. They both gasped. His back rippled with movement. She always had to stretch in order to accommodate his size. He would never be done with her. Like now as she laid ruined in a helpless pile of her own limbs, sweat covering her body, bruises forming against her pale skin. She was like a fountain and felt completely drained. Her skin was tanned and she stood at 5.4 with a curvy figure. And make no doubt she was wet. Sebastian started to slam his pelvis into her, fucking her harder than he had before. He didn’t like to be vocal when they fucked but after he held her he would tell how tight she was and perfect as he fucked her hard.
