“No, I want this, I want you” she said. Indian Sex **SMACK**
She delivered another blow. Sara walked over to me and said “I’ve never had my pussy licked, will you lick it for me?” Carrie quickly interrupted “you don’t have to ask…just tell him what to do, and he will do it”. I had never tasted anything so good. I fought the urge and continued licking her out. It had been four hours when Carrie came back. Trembling I got up, got dressed, and went to work cleaning up the house. It’s that simple. Feeling totally disgusted, I took the longest, hottest shower I could. I continued drawing moans from her as I kissed her body and around her small breasts. In an instant, her legs wrapped around me in a vice grip, her head shot back with screams echoing in the room. “Go get all my dirty clothes and begin washing them, then bring me a bottle of Gatorade” she said. She smelled like a combination of sweat, pussy, urine and body odor “start licking” she commanded. My right hand found her large left breast and began to squeeze.
