I rested my weight onto her, reached my hands back and pulled legs forward until she was bent in half, her feet either side of her head, she gurgled lustfully as I pushed myself up, withdrew my cock slowly until just the head was lodged…then began to slam deep rapidly, withdrawing slowly and repeated, the breath rushing from her at every impact. she suggested, “perfect…wait five minutes”. Sex indian Ben…umm Uncle Joe isn’t here at the moment….I think he’s kinda angry with you” she ended in a breathy, girly giggle. “What are your plans re heading back to your shop?”, she sighed, “I really should head back tomorrow…I’ve got a few fittings booked through the week”, “mmm….sounds yummy….just curious, do any of the husbands/boyfriends give you grief?”. “You ok” I asked, “uh ha” she answered, “fuck, I don’t know what came over me” she whispered softly,
