Indian Desi Girl Fuked By Husband Friend

He chuckled as he realised that I would manage at getting his mind off of me for a while. He took my shaky hands and turned around me to sit on the be... again. I was now kneeling on the floor at his knees and had managed to pull his pants and boxers down to his knees. His cock sprang up and he laughed out loud, surprised by his hard-on. I moved forward and licked it from the base to the top of it. I cupped his balls and squeezed at them, making him shiver. I looked up at him to see his gaze. ..where should he begin?He then found a butt plug that was ribbed and vibrated. He picked it up and headed towards the bound woman. He reached out and began rubbing her pussy, getting it really wet and then began lubbing her as with the juice."Let's see how much you enjoy this." he said as he put the tip of it against her asshole. He rubbed it around a little and then pushed it in. Once it was firmly in place he flipped the switch and started it vibrating.Batgirl shook her head as she watched. More

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