” Oh, God… Indian sex And with a man she hardly knew attached to it. And she understood that she would be making a deliberate choice between masturbation and me. without admitting that the answer is yes, she did wear the dress for me tonight. But by this time, her arousal—and therefore her lubrication—are nearly out of control. My brown eyes are hard now and my jaw is set. . scarier. ” You’ve been wondering how this would feel for the past two hours, haven’t you, baby?”
” No,” she hissed back, ” I’ve been wondering if you were enough of an asshole to actually do this to me!” ” Oh, baby, you did it to yourself.” And with that, I lean over her, resting my hand on the sofa near her
