The intensity of that orgasm tired her, but she knew it wasn’t over, he wasn’t done with her yet. Indian sex ‘For an older guy, his stamina is damn-good’, Alexis thought. She was looking up at me with a touch of a smile as I straddled one leg, shifted her just a bit, then lifted the other leg, placing her ankle beside my head. Alexis was in a deep slumber, but vigorous sex always did that to her. The feeling of her yielding to this Man she was finding oddly alluring, and the sex was not only great, but that little nagging part of her kept telling her that ti COULD get better. In the last few weeks, she had been blackmailed into what was turning out to be the best sexual experience, or rather, experiences, of her life. It seemed like a dream, albeit a sex a dream. I had already blown one load, so I wasn’t done, not yet. Right now, Alexis enjoyed snuggling back into the arm of this Man. Although it was not what she expected, she was by no means complaining, and instinctively pushed back into Him, enjoying how he squeezed her breast and tweaked her nipple.
