Indian Aunty Sex With Husband In Home

Now he slowly un-belts his pants and then the button and then the zip and slides them off slowly, from a distance I can see that this sardar is well e...dowed and has a monster hidden inside of those undis.Slowly he takes off his pants and then returns to me, starts to kiss me from my mouth to my dick and to my feet and then back to my dick, my dick is rock hard and I take my hand and feel up his dick and know that it is also rock hard, he bites and chews my dick from the outside and it’s an. Shove those big cocks deep! Fill me!”With each hard thrust Brian gave her, her tits would jump up and smack me in the face. They were so soft yet most from the sweat. Whenever she would lean back slightly, our balls would smack together. “Yes, fuck yes, tear up my fucking ass. Mm, I’m a fucking whore.”Brian loved the dirty talk as well. Every time she started to talk, he would speed up, just tearing apart her hole. I’d lick at her tits as they rubbed against my face, occasionally taking one. From the top of her blouse a faint cleavage line drew my eyes to her luscious tits, maybe a CC cup or so. She was probably about 25-27 in age, and as the scent of her light perfume mingled with more of my obnoxious fantasies, I became completely absorbed in thought, my eyes again fixed on her legs."Something wrong?" she suddenly asked.I jerked my head up and realized that she had stopped reading about 5 seconds ago. She had an inquisitive look in her eyes, and her mouth seemed to curve slightly. .."Donna!" I hissed, the blushing bride quickly shutting the door and gingerly lifting my damp underwear from her bridal cleavage. Strangely enough, she just nonchalantly placed them on a large stuffed chair before looking up at her husband's best friend standing half-naked in front of her. I waited for the scream, but it didn't come. Maybe she'd had too much wine to recognise me? I looked at her eyes - they were red and puffy, but not through tiredness or alcohol: she had been crying. I yanked.
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