Indian House Wife Fucked By Delivery Boy

As I was expecting she didn’t make even a slight move. I then got bolder and slightly touched my dick to her stomach. What a feeling it was. I canno... explain it in words. The woman of your dreams. Sochna bhi jiske liye waste of time lagta tha, that woman is in your bed today. I pushed slightly harder into her stomach and pressed her boob slightly. She made a movement and I kept pressing her boobs slowly, after pressing for 5 mins she opened her eyes and looked into my eyes. I could tell she was. “Ready for more photos?”“But the bed’s wet and my knickers are soaked!”“We’ll just position you cleverly, besides it’s hot knowing these photos will be hiding our mess.”“Oh!” she said smiling she clearly liked this idea. “Plus the just fucked look, looks great on you, but perhaps…?” “Yes?” “Perhaps we should wipe that bit of spunk trickling down your leg?” he says winking. She peers down and giggles. Sure enough their combined juices were pouring down her leg. “Maybe you can come and clean me. More

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