The head of my thick cock rubbed her labia, opening her flower for my stem. Indian hot sex I waited until my climax subsided. Every touch of her sweaty body would only make me shake and tremble, my mouth too disconnected from my brain to form words, but Karen would grunt and swear as she got what she desired. I made the decision for her. Karen was wrong. With my fingers in Karen’s aching pussy Karen could feel my fat unyielding cock being forced deep into her tender ass. All her drunken sassy talk of taboo dirty sex and her demands of rough sex was about to backfire on her. She enjoyed being assailed by the sensation of his cock rubbing the length of that tight, tight space violating her most private orifice. It delved like a punch that kept coming until it felt like acres of cock plowed up to my throat. It was not somewhere that had been fucked in a long time. She made a guttural sound as I stuffed my throbbing cock in her silky, wet mouth.
