We then grabbed a bottle of cheap white wine and went to sit on the porch swing. Indian Sex I bent down and kissed the drop of precum away. Spurt after spurt of my hot spunk filled her waiting mouth and she gulped all of it down hungrily. I figured I was doing it right because I could hear him moaning in pleasure. ‘They are beautiful’ he whispered under his breath, as his fingers brushed lightly on my nipples causing goose-bumps to erupt all over my body. I added another finger to her pussy, stretching her, as I fingered her faster and deeper, her love juice coating my fingers. His tongue encircled the hard little bud of flesh, occasionally flicking and stabbing at it. ………………………………………………………………………………………………
I saw him coming over. She was sucking me like a pro, her head bobbing up and down in my crotch like a well oiled piston. Once in a while he stole a glance at me and I smiled shyly back. ‘I’m about to come’ I moaned, but she just sucked harder, her eyes locked on mine. He then lifted my blouse to expose my breasts. After dinner, Mrs Callaghan excused herself and went upstairs saying she was tired.
