I continued to wash and, after a few minutes, heard the flush go. “Nicola! Indian XXX Instead, I could see into my sister’s well-lit room, where she and friends sat cross-legged on the floor; whispering to one-another, and occasionally struggling to stifle girly titters. She kissed me again, pressing her body against me – my cock against her stomach. Are you saying it was amateurish?”
“No!” I exclaimed, “it was amazing. The plunge of my cock into her wetness became her control and each time I was fully inside her, she would gyrate her hips – stimulating her hard little nub against me. She squealed again, and lowered herself slightly – applying pressure against my mouth. I almost shouted in frustration, but instead watched as she slipped off her pyjamas and then, to my astonishment, knelt down before taking me into her mouth. It was perfect.”
“Exactly. “Wait five seconds…” I began. The voice, though, was sensual and alluring. Visually, she was neither ugly nor beautiful, at least not to me. My throat felt dry, and perspiration still dripped from my skin, so I pushed myself off the bed and carefully walked my way over to my bedroom door and opened it.
