There were nights in which he’d touch my clit, play with it for minutes, making me come for him once or twice… To then start using both hands, working the inside part of my entrance, stimulating my g-spot while tirelessly making his magic with my clit… And I’d go crazy, moan loudly, and when it felt like it was all too much already if I even made a gesture for him to stop, he’d tie me up and start it all over again. Indian Sex His hand slipped under the hem of my light blue summer dress, and I gasped. How I don’t want to have someone… And I’ve been trying to avoid feeling this way about you for a while now. “I told you more than once why I do all of this. Just by that, I could imagine how the rest of my body must have looked, how many marks they must have left by the way they handled me. Call me in the morning. It was all over his face that he liked how shy I was, how I clawed my fingers on the sides of the seat, trying to stop myself from running away or asking him to stop.
