As I struggle to keep her mouth covered I notice you have her panties pulled down mid thigh. The waistband of her sexy little thong snaps as they come off. Indian XXX Her screams muffled by a mouthful of dirty panties. I uncover her mouth and cram her panties into her open mouth before she can scream. “God damn it, stop” she screams. From my angle I can clearly see her throat bulging and your balls twitching. “God damn it, stop” she screams. You are rubbing your big cock on her pussy from behind. It’s a 10 minute drive to your house, and my wifes head is bobbing up and down the whole time. She slaps at you awkwardly and struggles with your hands, but you manage to get both tits out of her dress. You have one hand on her tit while the other gropes and squeezes her firm ass. “GOD DAMN IT, PULL OVER!” she hollers repeatedly. She screams, calls me names, and hits me over and over as I try to calm her. Her legs shake and threaten to give out. We make eye contact and I wave you over. My wife is too drunk and exhausted to fight anymore.
