South Indian Aunty -2

“Who could it be at this time?”“I have no idea,” said Andrea.Adam looked out the window and saw that the rain was still pouring down. “It ha... to be someone brave to come out in this weather. Maybe it’s one of your neighbors and they need help?”Kevin shook his head. “The closest neighbor is three miles away.” He got up and walked across the stone floor to a cabinet. He opened a drawer and took out a large pistol. Keeping it in his right hand, he continued to the entrance door. “Who is it?”“It’s. She inhaled deeply, and spread her legs wider.Sensing that I was reading her body language correctly, I spread her ass cheeks and tongued around her hole in a circular motion. She jumped a little at first, but she settled in quickly, and bent over a little further so I could get to her pussy. I was more than happy to oblige, and my tongue attacked her pussy and clit with renewed vigor. Her groans got louder, and I heard her tell me to finger her. She didn’t specify which hole she wanted me. More

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