“Don’t fucking move.”
His orders were clear and sharp, and I started to whimper with tears coming to my eyes. Indian hot xxx He held my head in place as he carried on mouth fucking me for a few minutes, then pulled out fast as if he were about to go over the edge, which he obviously didn’t want. He pumped himself in and out of my mouth, grazing my teeth and I could feel the tip of him rushing in past my tonsils and out again past my lips. I didn’t speak, just waited for him to speak again, when he moved closer. Looking over to my bedside table, I flicked my lamp on to shoot a glance at the time. This was happening all too fast for me to comprehend now. Turning the light back off, I lay down, covering my face with my duvet. I swear I could feel him reaching right inside me and messing with my stomach, because I was going to be sick, but I held it back as best I could. Looking down, He was holding onto himself, rubbing himself against the slit of my privates. I didn’t want to annoy him anymore. Still crying, I covered my own mouth, trying to drown out the crying. He held my head in place as he carried on mouth fucking me
