Desi Bhabhi’s Secret Desires

We both know that I won’t be leaving here for quite some time. Letting up on my neck, we lay there, trying to catch our breath, and I try to stop my tears now that it’s done for now. Indian xxx video My perky C-cups are completely naked and I turn my head away from him, trying to feign embarassment. With his free hand, he uses his index finger and thumb to pry open my lids. I scream, my cheeks wet with my tears, feeling full and exposed. I flip onto my back as he drags me, literally kicking and screaming, and I try to pry his fingers from their grip, driving my nails into his strong hands. “Yes,” I gasp. This stoop isn’t new to me, this house isn’t new to me, but the anticipation of what’s about to happen is what lights my nerves on fire. Pushing downwards, my head is forced into the pillow. I shut my eyes, trying to block him out, but my lids fly open when his fingers find my clit. I know when he finds it he won’t let me hear the end of it. Cole kisses the tears from my cheeks and I smile, weak and exhausted. I find myself pushed against the door, gaping up at him wide-eyed.

Desi Bhabhi’s Secret Desires

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