He stared blankly at the floor for a moment and Randi took the opportunity to let her eyes wander down his torso to the crotch of his shorts and then his legs. Only now the inexperienced girl had no real idea of what he was like down there at all. Indian sex The tension was incredible for Michael. She pulled gently downward. The two freshmen continued to sit on the edge of the couch cushions; Michael still holding his drink but yet to take a sip. Randi could feel her pussy begin to contract in little squeezes – perhaps a couple of seconds apart. She knew that if he left now, she would run to her room and furiously fuck herself with her fingers, surely coming harder than she ever had before. Once again, his heart accelerated to a heavy pound. Still in a state of awe, Michael suddenly felt her left hand fall onto his leg at the edge of his shorts. The feel of her skin was unbelievable in his palm…he just couldn’t bear to remove his hand. The heat was incredible.
