She draped her leg around my shoulder, gradually lowered her other leg to the ground, and slowly pulled my face into her pussy. The whole 9 yards. Indian sex I opened my mind’s journal and began to craft a mental note – “Dear Penthouse…” my conscious’ pen began to write. I followed her closely behind, making it well aware that I was enjoying my view of her legs and ass. With a few final thrusts, I collapsed into her. But finally getting a glance of her ass enveloped in the tiniest fabric thong was almost too much. The whole 9 yards. I took this opportunity to enter her yet again, and fuck wildly against her wall. Our breathing synced, I pulled back from her mouth, and stared into her eyes as if I had never looked at them before. As my fingers kept exploring, the tip of my middle finger finally found the delicate rosebud that was her asshole.
