I also fantasized about how delicious SHE might be. We were comfortable together. Indian porn I licked her nipples and then sucked one while lightly pinching the other. “I’m so sorry about this,” Mike said. “Ooh, nice,” she said. I never tasted a woman quite like Marianne. She swallowed twice, licked her lips, and swallowed again. “Sucking you makes me so damn hot I think I could just burst into flame. And now I was lonely. I think we both held our breath, too. That made me a little gun-shy about pursuing another relationship.”
“Me too,” Marianne said. I was lifting her by her hips as I lowered mine and slamming her back down on me as I rammed upward. With her hand guiding me, I eased my rod into her winking pussy, but kept that thumb buried in her ass. You two can ride with me.”
None of us said anything as we went out to Mike’ car, although Marianne and I exchanged some worried looks. To say that she was talented with her mouth is like calling Everest a decent-sized hill. Mike drained his beer and poured the remainder of the small pitcher into his glass.
