Her hands stroked his chest, covered in soft curls. His favourite body part. Indian XXX She caressed her own soft skin. Neither of the couple paid attention to the program, he breathing gently as he slipped between awake and sleep, she smiling felt the rise and fall of his chest and the steady beat of his heart. A small noise of surprise escaped him. His body was so warm and responsive to her touch. She giggled again, and said, “If you ’re going do that, do it lower.” He moved lower between her legs and continued to hum at different pitches. He pulled out and pushed back in as her body became reacquainted with his. They greeted each other in the usual way, with gentle kisses, cuddles and the breathed “I love you”. His belt was easy to undo, his ‘seat-belt belt’. His nails tore at her back and she moaned. He manipulated her legs to change the angle, with speed and force also changing. Her chest rose and fell with each gradually steadying breath. Once fully hard, she could still consume him completely; it was something she was quietly proud of considering his penis was far from small. He loved the satisfaction that it was he, and only he, that has ever made her feel like that.
