Indian With Lover Boy

“Why weren’t you this funny back then?”“I was. You were too busy being pissed at me.”In a split second, her expression softened. “I’m no... pissed off any more.” Her hand reached down and fondled me. “In fact, I’m feeling frisky. Did I tell you you’re the first man who’s ever given me a climax while fucking?” She reached into my underwear and held my erection. “Did I tell you how much I love your erection? You’re so thick. You stretch me beautifully.”Staring into my eyes, she brushed her lips. Once she had turned to face me, she kept eye contact with me as her hands moved carefully down to the zipper on her jeans.I listened intently as she unzipped her fly, my tongue massaging my bottom lip; I must have looked so perverted at that moment, but I couldn’t help myself. Holding her jeans up, she sat down in the chair and raised her legs to give me a good, long look as she slipped them off. I swallowed heavily at the sight of her perfectly tanned and toned limbs, thrust into the air, and. More

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