Aren’t you over dressed, you say ryely. When I picked at your house earlier you mentioned you had a surprise. Indian sex I stood and did my best to lift you off the ground on to the bench. As the warm drops came harder, you looked both left and right. Feeling the drops hit every part of your body. The rain was picking up. You stood there in the wet. I let the rain wash the sweat off of us and thrust into you. I sat down. Then you feel me stiffen. Your fingers in my hair and my arms around you. It was a slow, deep kiss. I was holding your hips to keep you upright as the pounding continued. Warm rivers of rainwater flowing from your shoulders to your thighs. I had a raging superman dick that wasn’t going anywhere soon.
