I brushed out my black hair, giving it bounced and volume instead of gathering it in my usual loose braid. My tresses fell like night around my face, ...iving me more of a feminine look than normal. Feeling inspired, I dug out the makeup my mother always bought me and which I usually ignored. After a few YouTube tutorials, I found one that would give just the look I was going for. Something subtle. Nothing extravagant or whorish. I wasn't Paris.It took a few tries to get it right. I left several. The kisses slowed as he listened more closely."Of course, 'mothering' would be added to your list of job duties," shesaid.He stopped kissing and froze."Are you ready to be a mother to our daughter?" she asked."Mother? A daughter? I-"."Of course, a daughter. Actually, twin girls would be ideal," sheenthused. "That's all the babies I think I'd ever want. Two new lives tocarry on for us in this world."Eric rolled back on his knees, keeping his eyes to the floor. He lookedtroubled, like he wanted. "I don't usually read on the pot though." She giggled at my widening eyes awkwardly and bopped my face with the back of her book. "How 'bout we break in my new reading chair?"Back at home, in the safety of my apartment, I'd fantasized about this moment too many times to count--Dominique sitting on my face--being forced to endure the weight of her perfect body as she pressed unmercifully into my face. Now that it was about to happen for real though, my mind went strangely numb. I didn't really. Her long silky black hair partial covering her face as she unbuttoned her blouse. She dropped the blouse to the floor and Tom noticed her breasts as they filled her bra. “Come into the bedroom. Champ come,” Tom said. She nervously walked past them with Tom and Champ following her. He closed and locked the door behind him. “What is your name,” Tom asked. “It’s Angie,” she said just standing there by the bed with a blank expression on her face, not really knowing what to do next. .
Read MoreYou also listen to the lives of countless people unfold. A silent partner to their sadness, anger, love, and life. SO, WHO CARES? Ok. So here is how I
When you enter indianxxxcum.com, you swear that you are of legal age in your area to view the adult material and that you want to display it. All porn videos and photos are owned and copyright of their respective owners. All models were 18 years of age or older at the time of depiction. indianxxxcum.com has a zero-tolerance policy against illegal pornography. indianxxxcum.com uses the "Restricted To Adults" (RTA) website label to better enable parental filtering, so parents please protect your children from adult content and block access to this site by using parental control programs.
2020 © indianxxxcum.com.