She wasn’t gentle at all. Indian XXX The Canoe Trip Chris paddled at a slow stead pace. She was content. She didn’t want to be she wanted to feel it, wanted it to be intense. She smiled and splashed another handful over her breasts and began to rub the wet flesh until she felt her pussy burning hot wanting attention. .depending on her mood. She screamed again and ground her palm hard onto her clit and wiggled her fingers inside her wet dripping pussy. Her juices had made the outer lips wet and slippery so her fingers slid over them with no resistance as she pressed harder and then pinched the lips together and shuddered in pleasure. She didn’t want to be she wanted to feel it, wanted it to be intense. Her fingers were rubbing over the lips of her pussy, not entering her, teasing herself. Chris shifted around uncomfortably as his cock got hard as a rock and strained against his own shorts. He knew she was getting horny, she always did when they were out here in the middle of nowhere. She kept her eyes closed for long moments and listened as the slow steady paddling resumed.
