There was no rhythm or passion or anything, just mindless animal rubbing and grinding. Indian sex . Don’t worry, daddy’s here.” Natasha heard Robert growl into her ear, unable to focus on anything but her own swimming mind, trying to stay conscious. Hell no. They wouldn’t last any longer from what she had heard, and all you got for your trouble was a pregnancy scare. The smacking sound of their genitals and groins smashing together was getting loud, and she felt a tap below her pussy where his lengthy sack slapped her. She almost backed out, but she was so expectant of feeling a man inside her again. It was so crazy, sometimes she was warm, sometimes she was cool, and this time, she felt nothing, almost stale. Natasha didn’t enjoy this type of foreplay nearly as much. The doctors couldn’t figure out why she was so sick. Her face is a tad longer now, more mature, but still pretty close. She didn’t really understand that flirting too much could change affection into desire. Euuuuuuuah!”
That was what she remembered hearing from him into her ear as he came.