Carrie and I both looked toward the door, and saw Vicky standing there in her pajamas, watching me fucking her mom. Indian porn sex She began to wriggle and squirm a bit, trying to push back against my cock as I thrust it in and out of her sweet pussy. I asked her how she felt, if it hurt or not, and she said no, and I told Carrie I was up against her hymen and asked if she thought I should go on. Carrie’s eyes met mine momentarily, then she showed the young girl how to take the shaft of my cock in her hand and stroke it a bit, until a pearl of precum formed on the tip. We came back to the house around noon, after having lunch at a fast food place, and Vicky left to spend the afternoon playing at a friend’s house down the street. Her expression changed from a slight grimace of pain to one of wonder, and Carrie, furiously fingering her own pussy, motioned for me to go on.
