Failure. Indian Sex Desperate for that release, the overwhelming explosion that filled her pussy. Her hand slid down, grabbing her skirt and pulling it up, exposing her neat, clean shaven pussy. It was dark at this time morning or evening. “Is it still the evening?” He asked her, still unsure of what day it was. He decided against it for fear of making a noise, then something made him jump. He could feel pre-cum seeping from his tip as Laura rubbed in on her pussy. It wasn’t water dripping off her pussy, it was raw sexual lust. then grunted… He reached the en suite door. “Your legs were wrapped round me too tight, I couldn’t!”
“OI!” She shouted at him. “I want you, now.” She hit the off button on the shower and made her way into the bedroom. The underside of his shaft was now rubbing against her clit. She was on the edge, she knew what would send her over and wasted no time. The words “I love you Matthew” whispered from Laura’s mouth in a whisper. “I wanted you to cum inside me.”
“What?!” Matthew replied, shocked, trying to sit up. The door was closed, but he was hoping it wasn’t locked. Some of it trailed down her smooth legs to her
