How much more satisfying sex would have been for us even if we had done nothing more then hold one another while we masturbated? The walls in our little cottage were paper-thin and I would hear Amber playing with herself night after night. Indian XXX Unzipping them, she pushed my Jeans and underwear down my thighs freeing my nine-inch cock. “Oh, sweet Jesus. Of course, it never occurred to me at the time that she might have welcomed my touch. My hips were bucking up off the plush upholstered love seat as I felt my cum swirling around in my balls, starting it final journey up through my long, hard cock to erupt from the slit in my cock knob like steamy hot lava from an erupting volcano. Fortunately, his cottage was next door. We were in the process of cooking spaghetti when Amber started shaking and tears started streaming down her cheeks. I never liked Dave, I always felt that Amber deserved better, but then I never felt that any guy was good enough for my Amber but me. There’s no foreplay. In the blink of an eye, all we had was each other.
