She hoped so.This is the end of Story 1. Indian Sex The sensation of it being taken out was heartbreaking to Kiara, in that moment it felt like the most devastating thing to ever happen and she whimpered pathetically. His large cock dwarfed her little pussy, his hair was closely cropped and his balls looked like big smooth orbs hanging ready behind it. She licked her lips as she stared at them. As she shuffled she remembered her underwear, still on the desk where her face had been buried as she was fucked. He was clearly in a higher state of arousal now as his strokes were very hard and deep, painful even. The cock was hard to fit in her mouth, awkward with its thickness. She was fucked back and forward and her tits bounced along with them, one hand tried to hold them swinging too much while the other ran through her red hair in ecstasy. The drill Sergeant reached for her other leg now and held them both by the ankles.
