INDIAN DIRTY GIRL

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I was fairly sure it wouldn't be very long before this was all going to come to an end for me. Sally, however, was still sailing nicely along with me. There was no sign of the shivers, so she was a ways away from finishing. It was going to take all my powers of concentration to keep from letting go too soon.I was hanging on by the barest of threads when I felt Sally begin to shiver. The shake that followed was all it took to set me off and I cut loose just as Sally's spasms began. When they ended, we collapsed on the bed, lying side by side. I could see Ros, sitting on the other side of the bed, watching us."God, that was so hot," she said. "No porn movie could be that hot. You two are amazing."There was nothing I could say that would mean anything, so I just nodded slightly to acknowledge her compliment. I looked down at Sally and she was smiling. I lowered my head and kissed her and she responded. I was in real danger now. She had got to me. Despite all my defenses, she had got to. I lost myself in the orgasum, lost myself in claiming her. ….. She went limp and hung there in her bonds. I nearly passed out myself, but I forced myself to stay upright. There was much to do. I first just stood there. I was light headed and didn’t feel like it was safe to move, but also listening to her breathing. Once the dizziness passed I got the emergency blanket from my backpack and laid it on the ground. I then unlocked her ankle cuffs. Then holding her against me with one hand I unlocked her wrist cuffs. I then carried her over to the blanket and laid her on it, with her shirt as a pillow. I then pulled the rest of the blanket over her. That done I took a swig of water and started breaking things down and putting them in her pack. Once I was done I noticed I still had my shorts off. I gathering them when I heard the blanket rustle. My nymph was kneeling on the blanket, and was reaching for her backpack. I moved it closer to her and she quickly opened a side pocket. She took.
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