La bella sorellastra indiana mi fa un pompino perfetto e mi ha finito in bocca
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She reminds me of my first Indian girl way back during my high school days. I was a sophomore and she was a senior. Jaya was co-captain of the varsity basketball team's cheerleading squad, and had straight jet-black hair four inches past her butt. After about two weeks of going out together, she told me she'd planned on waiting until after college or marriage or whichever one of those came first to surrender her virginity, but that she no longer wanted to wait. She wanted to gift me her virginity. I was floored and flattered at the same time and asked her if she was sure about her decision to surrender her virginity. And with tears in her eyes, she looked up at me and said, " I've never been more sure about anything in my life. Yes, I want you to be my first." That following weekend we booked a lovely hotel suite in Windsor, Canada. And later that evening in that cozy room she gave herself to me. I was as gentle as I could be knowing that this was her first time. In the beginning, I could tell that it was a bit painful for her, but within three or four minutes her flower widened enough to accommodate the full length and girth of my penis and it was evident that she was now feeling pleasure instead of pain as she began to synchronize her hips to the rhythm of my trusts, she began to moan. We were reckless back in the 80s young guys never wore condoms even in the middle of the AIDS epidemic era. We were young and stupid and AIDS was something that happened to other people, not us. After 30 or so minutes I came deep into Jaya’s sweet crevice. I flooded her deflowered nook with the hot semen that had been boiling up inside me. I allowed myself to remain inside of her until every drop of cum that had brewed inside of me was then simmering inside of her. My dick marinated and grew flaccid inside her drenched cavern all the while kissing her deeply and tasting her salty tears as some managed to stream into my mouth. I asked her if they were tears of regret and she responded by saying that they were tears of joy. Later that year I escorted her to her senior prom. Subsequently, she attended the University of Michigan and did her post-grad studies at Harvard Medical School. We lost touch over the years and although I wasn't a virgin our first time together, Jaya will forever be my first Indian girl. And one never forgets their first Indian girl.
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