Hands on my waist, with each thrust he pulls himself deeper into me. Indian sex A slight smile passes over his face as he breaks the contact with my own eyes, moving across the room to the window. He pulls harder on the leash as his cum fills my ass. He smiles, finally releases my other wrist before he grabs me, turns and slams me against the wall. Waiting. Gently I begin to grind my hips down onto the bed, struggling to ease my frustration without giving into temptation. I gag as it touches the back of my throat, but force myself to stay there determined to impress as he fucks my face. I watch his chest rise and fall as he takes a few breaths, leaving behind the stress of his day.
