I was DEFINITELY feeling like I truly was his bitch now, and the more pain shot through my body, the happier I was! Indian Sex Video That’s what the fuck I’m talkin’ about, man!”
Chris climbed onto the bed on top of me and pinned my shoulders with one hand, as he directed his cock back into my ass with the other. Luckily, he didn’t notice anything. And nobody else has to know anything.”
“But—”
“You think I didn’t hear you talkin’ on the phone a couple weeks ago, talkin’ about how you were havin’ dreams about me and shit? “Fuckin’ take it.”
A few minutes getting fucked like this got me worked up, and once he took a break, I turned over and smiled evilly at him. Beat that shit up like—AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
Out of nowhere, excruciating pain shot through my ass, as Chris began pounding me harder and faster than I’d EVER been pounded before! “Nigga, I been down for something ever since I seen you. “A whole ounce of some medical type shit!” he said, holding up a bag of bright green weed. He also handed me an ice-cold beer. Let’s go smoke some damn weed.” He grabbed the bong and went back into the living room.
