I could feel her sphincter squeezing my finger as I explored her backside, relishing the soft warmth that enveloped my digit. Sex indian She moved towards me, snatching the vibrator from my shaking hand. My moans became louder and deeper as the image in my mind became clearer and more vivid. And are you really using my vibrator like that?” She asked, her eyes narrowing, a bewildered half-smile appearing on her lips. I examined my reflection in the mirror and sighed. Stacy leaned into me, encouraging my exploration. “Let’s see if it fits.”
She led me over to her full-length mirror on the back of her closet door and held up the dress for me to slip into. I slipped it into my soaked panties, pressing it against the base of my needy cock.
