My power comes from the pain I give and the pain I receive. Indian Sex You want to squirt the rest on my ass, on my back, but it’s too good with your thumb in my ass. You imagine grabbing me, trying to hold my body, which is damp with sweat, and pulling my hips towards you. My orgasm makes my pussy contract uncontrollably, and your cock is milked hard. “Yes, baby, don’t stop!” You push your thumb deep into my ass to feel the movements of your cock inside me. But it feels like pure power. You wanted to grab me, throw me on the floor, and fuck me again. At a certain point, power and violence were all you wanted to feel, and it gave you the feeling of this infinite power that was then unleashed directly over your cock.
You open the door as quietly as you can manage, and step inside.
As you walk past our bedroom, you see that the door is open and take a quick look. You need to see my tears, my pain, and my eyes full of fear.
