“I see the cold water has worked it’s magic” I said, looking down at her chest. Indian sex Pound it, pound it!” Her encouragement helped and shortly I felt my junk tingling. I tumbled into bed and was soon sound asleep. I had hold of her hips and I pulled her pelvis toward me in rhythm with my thrusts. As I chugged it, I fired up my porn tablet and distracted myself by watching some raunchy sluts get abused. In my mind’s eye I could see her solid rack, her dark areola’s with her erect nipples, her pubic triangle, her creamy thighs. With a few more strokes, I shot my load on my belly, relieving my angst, sending my anxiety away for the moment. Plenty of alcohol all around and it was a jovial crew.
