So with that in mind, enjoy 🙂
-Madison’s POV-
I awoke to find Sara lying on the other side of the couch. Indian desi sex I started to feel them through the thin fabric of my button-up pajama shirt. Out!” but as we all know, that didn’t solve anything. “What are you doing Ego?!” Sara shouted. She groped my breasts, and licked my cleavage. Out of all of them, Mr. I tried to walk around, but he pushed me back. “The FUCK did you just say?!”
“Did I stutter?”
“Do you know who I am?” He asked. She left a little trail of kisses from my chin to my collarbone. She nearly ripped them off, and then stared at my vagina. “Angry much?” I asked, nonchalantly. It did seem weird however, that I didn’t feel her squirming or hear anymore moans. She grabbed his wrist, and twisted it until she heard him
