“Look at you, you dirty girl. “Mmmmm….”, I breathed into his ear, as he slowly began to work his finger inside me, “God that feels good. Indian sex video Every time he slammed his finger up into me, i grunted like an animal, and with each twist of my clit, my legs shook, as the pain of this violation overwhelmed my body. “Ahhh, that is so fucking good”, exhaled Carl, as he hoovered up a large line of Colombia’s finest marching powder, cutting another one out for me. I struggled to keep it shut, trying to pull my head away, causing him to smear the precum already oozing out of him all over my face, but he simply slid his hand under my waist, and punched me hard in the stomach. I hadn’t often seen him like this or this off his head, but tonight he clearly didn’t care about ‘us’ at all.
