The more he rubbed inside her the more it hurt. She wanted it to end and devised a plan;
“Yes husband, yes, yes,” she started begging playing on his ego, “Oh, that’s good, too good, I can’t hold it much longer, fill me, fill me, fuck me harder.” and her husband did as she faked the best orgasm she ever had. Indian sex “Of course,” Mayla thought, “he always leaves me wanting more.” Read 8280 times |
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Mayla lay beside her sleeping husband, quietly masturbating hoping not to disturb him after their usual sexual encounter: she’d strip, drop to her knees to suck his cock and, on his command, she’d bend over to take him doggy-style; another night of five minute passion, another night of faking an orgasm, another night of frustration. “See how good a man feels,” he spoke starting his back and forth movement, “so much better than a finger.”
“Yes husband,” Mayla agreed afraid of further angering him, “so much
