A slight gleam was showing on her pussy lips. Indian hot sex Zoey was lying on a mattress, her sunglasses on, and was watching the TV. “I didn’t want to do anything that would damage our friendship. My eyes closed, my head mush, my body exhausted, I was in a state of nothingness, a state I never wanted to leave. There’s one thing about Zoey, she could always make something out of nothing. I continues my exploration farther south, past her trimmed pussy, her scent seemingly captured like a rose bouquet. I need to come so badly.”
“You want me to fuck you?” she pushed, knowing I hate swearing and almost never use the ‘f’ word. Her tongue bathed ear and her teeth tugging my ear had me letting out soft moans. The mattresses were on the floor, the lamp had been somehow turned into umbrellas with lights shining down on us like the sun and the TV was playing what I soon realized was porn. Two lifeguards with big fake tits ended up in the changing room, and seconds later one was between the legs of the other. It was still pouring down. My eyes closed, my head mush, my body exhausted, I was in a state of nothingness, a state I never wanted
