She’s fucking tiny. Indian hindi sex I wanted to.”
“Thank you so much,” she grins back, her eyes alight. Deep in my balls I can feel the cum ready explode outta me, when she yells,
“Don’t cum in me!”
Too fucking late. But I don’t say anything. “FUCK.”
I thrust my hips into her with each spurt of cum, my hands mauling her little titties. “I don’t have a condom.”
“It’s oka-“
I’m balls deep inside her before she even finishes her sentence. Her lips part and our tongues collide in a shower of sparks. One Sunday, time was dragging. “Just this way,” I say as drop down from the ladder and lead her to the pens aisle. I grab a box of ink cartridges and make my way up the ladder, when a soft cough catches my attention.
