I knew a thing or two about teenage boys. Indian sex “You have to shoot you wad inside me, and you won’t do that until I tell you to, will you tiger?” Brian shook his head. “Let’s get this off of you,” Brian whispered into my ear as he made a move for my bra clasp. I heard him grunt and his wet and sticky sperm landed all over me from the fringe of my black hair to the small of my back. Brian, gaze still fixed on my eyes, let out an animal roar as his cock plunged deep and held as he erupted. Another inch. “It’s freezing in my room! “Here it is, here it comes!” I said in gleeful anticipation.
