He then made himself perfectly comfortable in my kitchen and I kicked off my heels and sat on the counter to watch him cook. Indian hot sex I smell like pure woman? “Yes,” he replied, and took my lips again. “Aaah…Colette…I need to be inside you.”
I didn’t need to be told twice. “Mmm…” I cooed. “Yes,” he replied, and took my lips again. “And what exactly is it that you want, Officer Bradley?”
He seemed to shudder slightly, then stepped as close to me as he possibly could without melding his body to mine. It’s like he had stepped right out of my fantasies and is waved in front of my face at least once a week. Then he told me he wanted to fuck me against a wall. He continued to thrust inside me, slowing down a bit now, until my body stopped quivering and relaxed against him. How was I supposed to pounce if I couldn’t get him to stop and say hello? Then he gently pulled away and whispered, “I’d like to make love to you now.”
“Right here?” I asked, also in a whisper.
