It was sweet and salty and I swallowed every drop. Indian hot sex I got so close and personal that the shared burden gave me a sense of dominance. * * *
“Hello, is Billy here? Billy’s father was never this obscenely big. He whimpered, a keening noise so sweet, it went straight to my cunt. That’s right honey, follow the rhythm of my words.”
I set a cadence with my whispers, encouraging him to stroke his immature cock to the rhythm of my honeyed words. “Cum baby, cum inside Mommy.”
Billy cried out, and I felt his cock balloon against the inner walls of my pussy. Billy was there, standing in the middle of the room, his face burned red. She was so perfect and polite and petite. I saw it many times now, but I was still in awe of its sheer size. When Billy was close to having his first ejaculation while we kissed, I told myself that I can’t make him worry. I don’t pump.
