Indian Girl's Arse - 3

She propped herself up on one arm and searched her cooler for some snacks “I know I put them in here this morning” she said to herself “oh fuck....I left them on the countertop!” Kristina was now without food for the day and being her frugal self she only brought enough money for tolls both ways. “How could I be so stupid?” she said plopping back down on her beach towel “now I’m literally going to starve.” Just then the smell of grilled meat wafted to her nostrils and she looked over to the group. This allowed me good access to play with her pussy and when I first touched it I found it was soaking wet with excitement.As expected, when I looked over at the man sitting one seat from my wife he wasn't watching the movie any longer he was watching my wife and I. As I continued to rub and finger fuck my wife's pussy she was bouncing around in her seat with her head back and eyes closed. I could tell she was close to an orgasm.Just then the stranger in our row moved to the seat next to my. More

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