Laying her flat on the couch on her back, I straddled her once again, holding her arms above her head. Indian sex I wanted to fuck her. There were a dozen or so small bottles of after workout supplement drinks we’ve been promoting for the last few weeks. I know I’ve seen her before, outside of the gym, but I just couldn’t place from where. “God fucking shit you’re tight!”
“Aahhhhmmmm” she moaned in a nonsensical craze. As she let out a cry of pain and pleasure, my hand reached for her mouth once again, obstructing her vocalizations. Pllll,” she muttered, “Pllllease no more…”
“No more?” I roared as my cock continued slivering between her folds, sending a twitch of pleasure through her core, “We’re just getting started babe, just enjoy it!”
Without any hesitation, I plowed my cock deep back into her as she let out a
