He reaches out and grasps at the already shredded sheets, further tearing them. His hair is a wild, tangled mess. Indian sex She lets out a low, growing moan at his clawing. “I love the taste. “Khaal. …?” She purred out, slowly squirming underneath him. “Wow. …” She giggled shyly, biting her lip, staring up at his face. He nods and leans down to rub his nose against her own. His sack forcefully slaps against her each time, their bodies meeting and splashing water about. He leans down and nuzzles against her ear, purring quietly into it. “Felt good to go crazy for a bit, eh?” She asked slowly, her walls squeezing him gently before she closed her eyes, slumping against his chest and wiggling. “You know…I’m just dying to know how primal you can get…” She purred out, smirking as her cheek pushed against the wall.
