She starts chasing my mouth, guiding me.“Right there—don’t stop, don’t you dare stop,” she breathes, her head tipping back against the wall. “Say it.”“You’re the hottest thing I’ve ever touched.”“Then show me.”I grip her hips and move, deeper, slower, harder. Indian xxx video I pin her wrists gently above her head, locking eyes with her.“You okay?”She grins — flushed, breathless, eyes heavy. My hands settle on her thighs, spreading gently. “And I won’t forget.”I slide the condom on, eyes never leaving hers. “Is that a threat or an invitation?”I hope you all enjoyed this story. My hand brushes lazy circles on her thigh. “You’re going to break me.”“You want me to stop?”She laughs through a moan. That request, that tone — it hits different. One hand slaps the sheets, the other curls into a fist.“Holy—shit,” she whimpers, biting her lip. “I don’t even know what that was.”I smile, brushing hair from her face.“That was me,” I say. “I saw you.”I freeze.
