I don’t need lube this time; my length is smeared with precum that has slipped from the tip of my cock, and her ass is wet with licking and her own liquids she has been sleeping in. Then I lift my hand and land a sharp slap on it. Indian hot sex smirk a little and twist my fingers around, making her jump a little and moan. I brush across her skin with my fingers, digging my tips into her buttocks leaning down to kiss each cheek. I can’t quite understand it, then my lazy memory picks up on the nights event; Heather had a headache and taken a sleeping pill to make sure she would doze off. Then I lift my hand and land a sharp slap on it. I push my fingers all the way into her pussy again as I pull the other ones out of her ass and push in my tongue. I feel a mixture of my cum from the day before and her liquids having dried on her skin, with the sweat it seems to melt, helping as a lube as I drag my fingers up and down her labia, in between them and pushing at her entrance, the ring of muscles opening and closing for me as




















