He stood at the doorway and his jaw hit the floor. “Where is Mr. Indian XXX Once, I saw Tanu in lesbian sex act with Neeta (her husband’s secretary) at her home when their door was not locked properly and I went there to meet her in one afternoon. I woke up listening bell of the phone. May be both husband and wife went out and unfortunately the door left open accidentally. Tanu laughed. gripping them hard as he slapped and hammered his monster cock into her cunt. …his pace was furious …sweat covered his entire body…dripping off his brow and onto her exposed asshole. Tanu’s tits dangled down and swayed as she ran her tongue all around and in and out of that fair skinned young beauty. He grabbed Tanu’s hips and started to really nail her good… Fast >>>> Faster >>>>>>> and. . . . . … “It’s ok…it’s ok…shhh…shhh” He said and after a few moments they sat there…covers pulled up around them…breathing heavily like two scared animals. “He is out on business tour. …This is Neeta…She is my husband’s assistant.” Tanu said as she motioned to the still trembling girl sitting on the bed. My pussy was leaking. He comes home drunk, eats something in dinner and straight away goes for sleep.
