I then stuck my third finger into her puckered asshole and with my two fingers and thumb, milked her glorious gash of its velvet wetness, feeling her cringe slightly, then the warm wetness in the palm of my hand. Indian XXX I went on into the cabin to shower, with plans of maybe going to get a steak to grill later on that evening. It seemed as if I could safely return to the lake. Being on the southeastern side of the Lake, I figured it would take a good solid hour to get to the hospital, so for the benefit of the girls, I figured I would wait to get to Oklahoma City, then look for something to eat. “Would you rub my clit till I cum?”, she asked. Her breathing was labored, and she was sweating heavily. The front was open and she made no moves to close it. Her wetness was pooling on my pubic area and running down my aching balls. The front was open and she made no moves to close it. I pulled up to the small boat dock that led to the cabin. Before I could answer, she began loosening her jeans, standing up, they fell silently to the floor.
