“Hi…” I said with a grunt, nearly falling over from the surprise, “You wanna get off my back? “You’ve got a stoner boner.” Amaris said giggling, her eyes glazed and red. Indian Sex “Hello.” Amaris said in a playful voice, jumping on my back. She laid back, under her spell, I began to lick her pussy, lapping at it like a thirsty dog. I pulled up into the drive way and parked my car, we clmbed out, and made our way up to the second floor, to my bedroom. She held the bong up to her lips and lit up. Her pussy was wet like her mouth, but wetter. She pulled her panties off, from under her short skirt. I filled the bong with water, up to the carb, and we were good to go. I was suckng on her pussy lips, sipping up her juice, hot and sticky, delicious, sweet, not salty. “Uhm… closed my eyes and bit my lip. I finger fucked her while I also got her from behind… I was under her spell, she was the voodoo queen and I was her zombie.
