We staggered into the bedroom, and both fell asleep on my bed. Careful of what I said, I fell back on “I dunno. Indian sex I kept pumping up into her ass until I came, and then for a few more strokes. A couple of days later, I stopped by to see Linda after work (she was a waitress), and found her with a new, short haircut. Then, I would pull her head down in my crotch and throat fuck her some more. “You could. I was fairly high, and she was too, so I managed to go and go and go, without getting off. She tensed up, and then asked me to go easy. Go figure.)
“I think you like my super duper, extra special, all the way, extra pickles, blow-job the best.” She said.
