I felt his cock nudging into my inner thigh and—
“Oh, no, no, I’m a virgin!” I gasped as his cock slid up my inner thigh towards my pussy. Indian hot sex With effort, it dragged itself away and slipped up the stairs, ignored by the college youths moving up and down. He was doing this right before me. Every time I slid down his cock, this pressure swelled. “You want it. Something a schoolgirl would wear and… I found the folds of my pussy. I gulped down my brother’s salty load while my pussy milked Daddy’s balls dry. His pubic bone ground against my clitoris, little sparks bursting from it every time. You can see that, right?”
He breathed in. Oh, God, did I have sex? I was suddenly so empty again. I might be lost, but I was still a virgin. “Now move those hips. I was so frightened. His boy thingy.”
“Cock?”
“Hank!” I gasped. I’m your good girl. “I see just how hot you are, slut,” he said and then shoved his hand between my thighs.
