Seductive Desires Of An Indian Wife

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She turns me around, away from her this time. “Fuck me. Indian xxx video Her hair tied up showing the shaved side and back of her head. My turn. Soapy hands on my arse instead, reaching round further, playing with my balls from behind, cock harder, still harder, pressed into her belly, we pull even closer. Middle finger circling her clit, slowly, firmly, closing in on my target. “Oh, yes” is all I need to say. Her toned legs. Reaching around her I massage her stomach, working up to her sensitive breasts, tracing a circle with my fingers around each nipple, cupping those fabulous tits, squeezing her hard nipples between my fingers. Hands starting to explore too as we embraced. Mischievous look on her face. As the cool water hit her shoulders and ran down her body her nipples became hard, goosebumps covered her body and she shivered slightly. Soap rubbed suggestively between her hands, then hands caress my chest, my pierced nipples tweaked as she goes. “Fuck me! I moan slightly, too soon? “Fuck me. She pulls me close, but face to face, cock pressing into her belly, excitement building again. She moans. “No – me first” she said firmly, with that direct look into my eyes again. Bending forward, arse in the air, pussy on show, ready, so ready.

Seductive Desires Of An Indian Wife

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