“You didn’t ask, I offered,” I smiled, bonking my head on her shoulder. It wasn’t bad, but far from my best—maybe I should have picked up some spices after all… Indian hindi sex My sobs grew and grew and grew; huge, racking things, shaking my entire body as she held me tight to her breast, cooing to me and stroking my hair and back. When she started rocking her hips, I took that as a sign to add my ring finger as well, curling softly forward, finding the soft, pulpy flesh of her g-spot. “I know, I do, but… and I’ll admit, it was a bit of a strain, making my voice all husky and sexy like that!
