Desi Husband Masturbating While Sleeping Like Dead Body

He had already left but his mark was still on my skin, haunting me. A trail of his seed seeps out of my slit and trails down my bare thigh, the inside...of my calf. A reminder of where he had been. The shower was still wet from when he had cleansed himself only an hour before, removing any traces of my perfume, my taste, my mark. I was the other woman. I was the one he fucked like a whore before going home and tucking his children into bed. Guilt, shame, and anger mixed together in my blood. I. .Jessica just entered his apartment, when she felt his hand holding her arm hard. She had in mind to go to the bedroom - but seemingly he wanted her here.He knocked her hard against the front door, kissed her neck, stripped her dress, pulled her bra off, burst her underwear...and entered short-time later into her..She closed her eyes and moaned..then they kissed perfervid while he was fucking her hard..One moment before she came, he stopped fucking her and grabbed her head, pressed her lightly. More

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