Courtney tapped me on the shoulder and asked where the bathroom was. Sex indian My cock bulged and unleashed a spurt of cum inside her. We can’t do this… at least not in here. Ten minutes after I listened to the phone messages, I heard the rush of water cease in the shower. She reached behind herself and grabbed both of her cheeks, pulling them apart. Her tone instantly changed. By now, my precum was flowing freely, lubricating Courtney’s cleavage. She was hoping I would replace her finger with my shaft, and her hope became reality when I stood behind her, cock in hand. She was right, it was 1:45. I was just about to head home anyway.” She glanced at me with a relieved sigh.
