She seemed dubious, almost puzzlingly upset. Indian XXX They were perfect. She struggled to fill the hole that was burst wide open by our dad deserting us for drugs and a 21 year old stripper. She struggled to fill the hole that was burst wide open by our dad deserting us for drugs and a 21 year old stripper. “I’m so sorry!” Her face reddened with her whine, “if I would’ve known you were home…”
“Hahaha don’t worry about me!” I reassured her. “OOOOOOoooooooooohhhhhhhhh fuck!” She screamed into the cushion. There she lie, her ass in the air, face in the couch. “HERE IT COMES! Moving on. “HERE IT COMES! Her ass rippling hard all the way to the middle of her back. I didn’t spy on her during one of her drunken, whoring escapades, that’s for sure. It went on like this for several more minutes, and I stopped counting her orgasms at twelve. Something was wrong. They want to know if we want to head down there?”
“Fuck yeah!” I replied. “Baby, please…I..I’m getting close”, he managed to whisper in between strokes
“DO IT! “Clean yourself up.”
I reached over to the arm of the chair next to us and grabbed a beach towel that had been draped over it, and threw it on top of her back, before I turned away
