There we were, both of us face down, legs facing the river, him on top of me, his organ still subsiding inside of me, when we heard the dreaded sound of the “putter, putter, putter” of an outboard motor. He gasped beneath me, and I felt his anus contract around my tool. Desi porn He was one I hadn’t seen before. My face was already into his thick thatch and I could inhale all those steamy, masculine odours of musk & sweat, combined with the more healthy scent of soap and talcum powder. I wasn’t expecting any more than I had already experienced but I was ready for anything he was prepared to offer, and I was enjoying every precious moment. By the time the boat passed, both of us were laughing ourselves silly, still laying there against each other, as the creamy white evidence of our afternoon of debauchery put, put, puttered from our relaxing holes and into the sunlight,
