I felt one of her hands slide underneath the back of my shirt, and then her soft long fingers were trailing up my spine, sending shivers down to my toes. She poured two cups and handed one to me. Indian Sex I rubbed my hands up and down her thighs, admiring her for as long as I could stand. I tried unsuccesfully to stammer out an apology and started to walk away. At some point I gave in, and lost myself to the music. “Hera.” She answered, actually holding her hand out to shake. Her smile grew ear to ear as she pulled my toy out of the drawer. I made happy little moans against her softness. She blushed, and I watched it travel from her cheeks and down her neck, then across her pale chest. I couldn’t help but watch her. My moans grew louder and more insistent. “It’s okay! She led me to the counter where all the drinks were. My heart dropped, knowing that she’d let go of me and I’d lose her to the party.
