‘Ding…dong…ding…dong…” the front-door bell rang. Then I tried to drive my middle finger on right hand into her pussy. Indian sex I can vouch for it, at least for the later part of it. I smiled again to see three thick drops of my own cum on the floor possibly oozed out of her pussy! I felt like a long-starving child who was asked to consume the entire delicious food in a minute’s time. Interestingly, she did not try to get up. Will you please do it once again, please…please….?” she implored. I got mesmerized looking at her nude fair body. Oh…there I stood fully nude with my erect cock jumping a little! I felt pleasure when my hand ran over her mountains and valley in a zigzag manner.
