Sexy indian babe loves to touch herself

He buried his cock in me, asian like I did in him, and I could feel every pulse of his cock in my ass. I counted 6 pulses of cum he shot in my ass, and then he collapsed on top of me. “Was that what you wanted daddy,” he asked. “Exactly what I wanted to finish off our first night amateur together son. You were perfect my boy. Your cock fit me perfectly, not masturbating too big, not too small, it fits just right. I knew you were fucking me and came in me. I like to bottom too boy, so anytime you want to top, just say so. I will gladly take your load in my ass boy. Care to join me in the shower now before breakfast,” I asked. “If that is what you want daddy, I will go turn the water on and get it warm for you and me,” and with that his cute little ass rolled out of bed and padded over to the bath room. He was so super sexy walking away watching those ass cheeks wiggle and bounce as he walked. “You like the view daddy?” “You know I do son, you know I do,” I said. I gave it a moment, and rolled out of bed on my side and made my way to the bathroom when I figured the water was warm. It was ready, so we stepped into the shower. I asked him if he had ever been into water sports since neither of us had peed yet this morning. He just turned around and smiled at me. “Oh yes I am daddy” It was going to be a great day with my boy. CHAPTER TWO: INSPECTIONS It occurs to her in the early hours of the morning when she can’t sleep that she could go to Dumbledore and tell him what happened. There’s no way he’d allow such a thing to happen in the school, certainly, but Hermione fears what would happen to her if she spoke of what Umbridge made her do. Not only would she probably have to be removed from the school for her own protection—with the Minister placing Professor Umbridge in the school, they wouldn’t be able to force Umbridge out—but that would mean she’d have to leave Harry, and she can’t possibly do that. Not to mention that if she told anyone else what Umbridge and Fudge did to her, then more people would know, and Hermione can’t bear the thought of anyone else knowing what they forced her to do. So after breakfast on Saturday, despite the fear and dread adorable coursing through her body, Hermione finds herself knocking on Professor Umbridge’s office door. “Enter, dear,” the professor calls from within, her voice sugary sweet, putting on airs, as though she hadn’t caned her forty times over the Minister’s desk last night. Hermione follows instructions, teen closing the door behind her. Umbridge is sitting at her desk grading papers with a bright pink quill. “Please strip off your clothes and put them in your bag, Miss Granger,” she instructs without looking at her. “Then place your bag in the cabinet to your left.” Tears fall down her face as Hermione complies with the order, using last night’s ‘dress code’ as a guide. Her blouse, skirt, bra, and panties are unceremoniously shoved in her bookbag as she removes them, and then she walks over to the cabinet Umbridge had indicated and places the bag inside it. As she seemed to recover, that is when she moved. Her pussy seemed to be permanently gaping, like a physical manifestation of teen the unsatisfiable hole it was. Tina just wanted to chill and maybe watch some TV. "Ok," Alex said nonchalantly, "Talk." Did I save Sven? It thrust its head into the air, followed by amateur several inches of its shaft. “But you said masturbating you would watch it with asian me,” She implored. She was a trooper, though. He just adorable smiled before planting a kiss on the mouth. Whatever it was I didn’t care and the guys soon moved away from me.