Kris was mewling, “Oooh, oooh, oooh,” soft sounds of pain. Indian hot sex He continued to her anus and tasted her, probed her with the tip of his tongue then he moved back up, pulling at her labia with his lips as he moved up. She even had a crisp Chardonnay along with it. Finally there was a breakthrough, one night; I was already lying in bed, when she came from the bathroom. She finished the digital exam and pulled off her glove. “Wow Johnny, I might not ask for that again real soon but you were my wild man, all I can say is WOW.”
He just stroked her hair. He kept pumping, slower and slower until he was spent. Sometimes Kris would make it worse. Nothing wild; no mutual masturbation, no oral and certainly no anal: Kris had had a strict religious upbringing and these things were taboo. I also thought thank God for sex manuals. She said, “I know but it’s alright, come kiss me.”
She squeezed him and gave him a big wet kiss.
