I can’t very well guess what you want, so you’re going to have to ask for it to get it,” I say with a smirk. Indian porn You finally manage to get your top off, and as it falls to the floor our eyes lock. My smile going unseen at the side of your head, I press my hand flat against your abdomen and begin sliding upward. There is more of a warbling quality to your voice as you sound out the newest spank, your other cheek becoming the same shade. As I suck harder on your neck, my hand slips up to more fully grasp your breast, especially focused on your diamond-hard nipple. Grinning, I lean forward until my head is next to your own. You’re slow to pull the shirt further off yourself as my tongue flicks outward and begins sweeping along the exposed flesh. You scream as you cum into my mouth, your body thrashing despite the scarves restraining you. “T-Th-Thank you, Sir, I’ll try to be a good girl from now on,” you whisper, your voice once again trembling. As soon as the fabric covers your gaze, I move forward and press my lips to the top of one of your breasts.
