I still feel slightly drunk even though I haven’t consumed any alcohol, but now the pleasure takes over, and I moan. “So wet the little cunt, so wet,” he murmurs and moves his fingers in and out rhythmically. Indianporn I tense my muscles and await the thrust. Now we’re both moving slowly, swaying to the sounds of a song I’ve never heard before. Your arm tugs onto the rope around your right wrists, as if you attempted to reach down. I can barely even taste it because it’s so deep in my throat. Now I felt it again, as if I were immersed in a memory. Then his hand disappears from my vagina, and the orgasm is replaced by a sharp pain caused by the hard slap that lands on my wet pussy. That’s how I like it,” he says and fulfills my wish. “It makes you wet, and you hate it. The inner animal doesn’t seem to care about convenience. I look in the mirror out
