We eventually got home and I ran upstairs to my room and took my clothes off, bunched them up, put on my robe and went straight to the bathroom down the hall. How could I tell anyone what kind of “progress” I was making? Indian sex We drove to Dr. I just played along and thanked him for the compliment as I continued dancing for him like a bimbo. ‘’Fine, I guess….” I just said as I shrugged my shoulders. This was far from the truth, but if you were to come in the room you would witness a young girl, naked for the exception of her bra tight under her ample bosom, riding this man that is more than twice her age like a horny cowgirl, moaning like a whore while he just sat back and enjoyed his cock being milked between her tight folds…
I finally had to stop, almost collapsing on him from the multiple orgasms that I just experienced, trying desperately to catch my breath… He gave me a minute, then ordered me off his lap and just sliding my sweaty body over to the side when he saw that I wasn’t budging. Based on what I had told him during our sessions and what he obviously knew just from being in the medial field, he had all the information he
