She moaned and her heartbeat quickened once again. Indian XXX Her breath quickened as she heard a male voice respond, “Who, me?”
“Come here, old man, I’ve got a little something for you.”
Her eyes widened as a haggard old drunk leaned his head into the window and she contemplated her predicament. No, not scared. “Give me that big cock. She was trembling uncontrollably as she stood in front of the huge black man. He returned to the pointed end of the ironing board and pulled the rope under the board and made a circle around her right knee. He didn’t have to. The muscular boxer slid his right hand down her abdomen and over her throbbing pussy. You see, Henry here likes a nice tall platform.”
He took the rope that held her wrists together and pulled it to the pointed end of the ironing board and wrapped it around a nail fastened at the point. Her clit throbbed and cried out for release. “Say it,” he repeated. “I know what you’re thinking,” he offered. She knew that. I could never say that. The words tormented her. She went limp as he whispered, “Now get on your belly with your hands above you and offer me your ass.”
He stood up as she rolled to her side and then onto her stomach.
