“You are lucky I can’t reach your backside with my hand or you’d be black and blue my boy.” She giggled, rocking her hips from side to side as she tightened her grip with her ankles behind my head, drawing her knees back to pull me closer so she could plant a kiss on my forehead. Indian Sex She’d reached the point of no return, and had an extra treat in store for me. He had a girlfriend at the time so I put it down to an accident during sex with her and let the matter slide. “You dirty little bastard, can you still smell her pussy on your fingers, do you think I didn’t notice the happy birthday written on these tenners ?” I was caught, he’d figured out more than I was willing to disclose. The head of my cock was unbearably sensitive after the amount of attention it had taken that evening and each time Linda sucked on it a thrilling shiver ran through my whole body. Didn’t take him long to reach one a little too close to the truth, “I know,” he said, “You met a girl who smiled at you and came in your pants and had to chuck them in a bush?” Like every other
