Ron’s hands were covering the tent in his shorts. Indian xxx video Not especially thick, but with a flared ridge on the back of his maroon helmet. After shaking my hands and expressing the most sincere “thanks, man” ever, he tightly embraced my wife. He began massaging them and worked his hands over them until he had her nipples at the junctions of his index and middle fingers. She started to reach for his head to pull his face into her bosom but caught herself, and instead placed her hands over his and helped squeeze. There was a bit of commotion on the couch as they tried to quickly compose themselves. Instead of going between me and the ottoman, she shuffled past Ron, facing him. I was actively rubbing my erection through my pants. She was zipping up a pink hoodie. I would have cleared it with you first but I didn’t think of it until after he’d arrived.”
“No problem. His cock sprang up. “Baby, could you do something for me?”
“Sure: anything.”
“Can you show us your amazing tits?”
She opened her mouth in mock shock and then laughed. “Good answer!” she beamed. All of the teasing and lack of action caused Ron’s orgasm to come quickly. How far is she going to go with this?”
(Laughing) “I have no idea.”
“Are you sure about this?”
“Oh yeah.
