After our little fuck session, we’d had a nap and, surprisingly, done some homework. Indian desi sex In the end, I said, “Great!”
Quin smirked. “Ready?” I asked. It stopped and we spared a few moments just to look into each other’s eyes. I gasped. Quin had done the exact same thing to me in Graphics class and it had made me question his heterosexuality ever since. Right now, we were down in the TV room. I pushed the rest of my cock in faster, which made him grunt, “SLOW!”
I just yelled, “Fuck!” Quin’s asshole was amazing. “I was always under the impression that you wanted me to come out.”
My brows furrowed. I slowly slid my shaft in, and his ass reluctantly allowed me in. Take some Panadol. Slow, romantic music started playing and I felt like everything looked like it was under a nice, rosy filter… like on
