‘I told you to stay there,’ she uttered in the most sexy voice I had ever heard her use, ‘Now what am I going to do with you?’
In my mind I was pleading for her to punish me and teach me a lesson, but she began backing up towards the bedroom slowly pulling down the zipper on the side of her skirt. Indian Sex Sure, I could use some gym time but my job as a head construction manager kept me fit enough to have a decent chest and solid yet undefined abs that led to a thirty-two inch waist. I tore the blindfold away from my eyes so I could see the pleasure rip through her body, her face was contorted into a look with her mouth agape and ragged gasps of air fighting to escape the passion tortured body, and her legs and chest were convulsing like I had never seen before. With each small step she took, the zipper came down another inch closer to reaching the bottom and I was dying to find out what happened at the bottom. While I had the upper hand, I quickly took control of the situation by spinning around and whisking her off of her feet and spreading her out onto the couch
