Fucking Indian 3

She had not had sex in a long time even though husband was around and I was my usual horny mood and our kiss starts to get more deeper, passionate and...wet as I pin her to the living room wall and start to thrust my hips into her as I kiss my hands were opening her shirt buttons and breast were out. I start to suck the hard nipples when the phone rings and we had to stop. She answers the phone from her husband, while I sit at her computer desk looking at the chat window as she was logged in. I. I went to my room and changed into my suit, heading to the bathroom before I left. I was washing my hands when I caught my reflection in the mirror. It wasn’t that I tried hard to get girlfriends, they generally came to me. It was a curse and a blessing really, I liked the ‘attention’ and the ego boost it brought, but the girls who liked me were just attracted to me by my looks. I admit it; I was a handsome son of a bitch. Tanned, even features, broad shoulders accompanied a well toned and. More

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