I couldn’t even tell whether or not Spots was still pounding me. It took a while before I realized what that meant. Indian sex video I also lost touch with reality for a while. Not to mention I was—and still am—a lesbian. I couldn’t even tell whether or not Spots was still pounding me. I expected the shaft to slide into me at any moment, but Spots was so inexperienced he missed my slit over half a dozen times before I finally got tired of waiting and reached back. I tried deep-throating it a few times, but each attempt ended in a coughing fit. I could take my time when I actually had my first bestial experience. “Oh my god!” I gasped when it finally dawned on me why the fantasy had felt so realistic. I was fantasizing. I had taken all the necessary steps to make this happen and the time had finally come for me to expand my sexual repertoire. I could no longer tell if I was squirting. That only helped make it that much more intense. It wasn’t. Because of this, I have decided to put an end to the “Barbie Lez Fantasies” series and instead focus on other ventures.
