Tasting the Spice of an Indian Lover

He stopped for a moment and I thought he would put it back down but he was only stopping to grab my bra on the way up. XXX It was not a real scream but louder than the wimpers I had been hearing up till then. Not a nice smile but a one with a dark meaning behind it. He moved my legs apart and got between them. He stopped after a short time and sat up. I could feel him but could do nothing. I wanted to move my hand to cover my breast but my arms were too heavy to move. I could then see him undoing his belt. You fucking better thank me.” He got up and I heard him put on his pants. He sat up and I felt his cock come out. He slid his cock up and down my pussy a couple of times then pushed it against my asshole.

Tasting the Spice of an Indian Lover