You run your tongue inbetween my breasts, gently twisting my nipples on your way down. I can feel you tense with anticipation. Indian sex The smell of the wet grass mixes with the scent of the moistness that lies just below your nose. I try to push up and against you, but you pull away, and play again. A hot warmth rises in you but you won’t succumb, not yet because this is going to last…
We roll together while you’re still inside me, the rhythm broken only for a moment. You hurriedly collect your clothes and put them on. The other hand tweaks one of your nipples, caresses your fine torso. Waves of pleasure inundate our bodies. I can feel your member engorging, and we rise to the crescendo. You run your tongue inbetween my breasts, gently twisting my nipples on your way down. You licked the sweat from between my breasts, sending a heat wave down
