I’m still rock hard. Indian hot sex but she keeps humping me. After they unlocked their lips long enough, we got talking about girls we picked up at bars back in the day (now, I’m not much into the bar scene, I don’t even drink; but I couldn’t let Mr. What a sight those breasts and nipples make standing straight up. Her husband had gone over and sat down and was just watching us. I look at the mirror behind the bed and I can see her tits and I can see myself as I continue eating her luscious pussy. I taste her cum as she oozes, she is actively moaning, arching her back and moving all over the bed. She cums almost the same time as me. (I can’t even imagine the contortions that a six foot tall guy had to get in to be able to fuck this girl in a Honda Civic, so he must have been telling his own judicious story).
