Less than a minute after he’d yanked-back his foreskin and started stroking himself a bit, moving the uncovered head of his cock around in my mouth, he started to pant and I could feel his cock puffing-up even more in my mouth. Indian sex video He threw me a tube of lipstick, some mascara, and a hard-powder compact. I wanted it more than I’d ever wanted anything. I was still wearing the bra, panties and thigh-high nylons, all covered by the silky, ivory slip. I wondered if he somehow could read my mind. Then he spoke again, only this time his voice was much louder and more commanding, “I told you to stand-up, you fucking little girl! More tears poured down my face and I wanted to sob, but I couldn’t. “You’re gonna do whatever I tell you, and if you do everything right, I might just let you shoot a load too.” He gave my hard cock a tight squeeze through my skirt, then all of the sudden I felt coolness against my backside and when I looked, Sam was walking out of the bathroom. “Now let’s go back upstairs so we can put the finishing touches on you.” I wasn’t sure what he meant until we were in the upstairs bathroom and he started digging through my mother’s make-up drawers.
