“Like that…. Indian Sex Head to bed?” He asked his sexy tone thick with lust. “Hey, let’s do this all the time- become fuck-buddies.” He suggested, his hair in his face, his body sweating slightly from the heat of our bodies. You like me pounding that…” I began to softly massage his gorgeous ass cheeks. He stepped in first, and motioned me to get in with him. I let my tongue go up and down his shaft a few more times before I decided to go all the way- I held his shaft with both hands and placed my mouth just over the tip. My belly full of his cum, I looked up at him. I sat on his lap, or dicks erect against each other. He continued to flip back and forth between the pictures of hot- bodied women, talking dirty about them and increasing how vigorously we rubbed our crotches. We decided to rest a bit before we REALLY fucked each other’s brains out. And I returned the favor- I seldom wore a shirt when he was around, and my hand would ‘accidentally’ brush his body or between his legs when we passed each other and nobody was nearby. Still with his dick jutting out, he got up, indiscriminately grabbed a
