Oh my. Indian hot sex She kissed the skin there lightly and I moved my hands closer to her pussy, squeezing gently as I walked her over to the bed. She’d taken off her t-shirt and shorts and was wearing a set of matching purple lingerie. And I most certainly didn’t want to be thinking about what she looked like under that t-shirt that was only coincidentally tighter than normal. I was enjoying the compliment too much. Her hand snaked down between our bodies and found my cock, still half erect, and she squeezed, experimentally, feeling it begin to thicken in her fingers. “Is it sexy?”
“Sumin, this is very sexy. I don’t normally give my number to students but for older ones who take more complex classes, I will sometimes make an exception.
