With each downward stroke, a soft grunt escaped me. Desi porn The dildo wasn’t intimidating, not like some that I had seen online, and with the lube, it slid in easy to home base. “If she wasn’t’t pregnant, I wouldn’t have to put up with this kind of shit.”
“Well, she is,” I said point blank. It was now or never, I told myself. “I- I-” my voice sounded small. Are you guys going to be married and live in separate houses?”
“We’ll figure out,” he cajoled. The lube tasted like strawberry candy, and things seemed to hum right along. I squirted a very generous dollop into the palm of my hand, the bottle making a loud farting noise. Pre-cum glistened at the slit, and I smeared it all over the head. I shoved it under my bed, and fixed the ruffled bed
