Heather groaning her pleasure as I work on her gorgeous ass. Indian sex I picked up the tumbler, inhaling the sharp scent of the alcohol before pressing the glass to my lips. Heather can’t speak as I take her hand and take the opportunity to pin her against the wall and kiss her. She just nods… I grab her hair and pull her head towards me, sinking my cock deep into her throat. I pull her arms down from above her head and lay her onto the carpet. I dip the fingers of my other hand between her fantastic thighs and along her pussy lips. I roll her cheeks around leaving the beads in place. Her parted pussy lips are engorged with blood as her excitement is still high, so I concentrate on the new sensations, and using plenty of oil again working two fingers in to the first knuckle. Heather didn’t flinch this time, easing back as if to try to suck it in more quickly. Her orgasm explodes into something she has never felt before and she can’t help but cry out. I could only imagine what was up.
