Curvy Desi Aunty Gets Wild With A Customer In Her Private Bedroom

Rachel came down an hour later and Mr. I held on to her tighter, holding her still as my cock drove into her deeply. Indian XXX “Do you like that?” I breathed into her ear and felt her head nodded.”Let’s get you wet.”
I slid down her body. I could tell she covered her mouth with her hands as the sweet noise coming out of her sounded muffled. Erica and I were never on the same friendly terms anymore from that day onward. She kept holding me tight as if she’d feared I’d pull out. The last thing I remembered before falling asleep was me spooning her. She kept holding me tight as if she’d feared I’d pull out. I plunged two fingers into her pussy. It started with a series of light pecks. It was Thanks Giving. If the wetness coating my fingers wasn’t a clue enough to tell me that she’s enjoying this, the constant contraction of her pussy while I finger-fucked her surely was. Then, it went to the bare shoulders that begged to be touched. “This never happened.” she hissed with tears in her eyes. The sound of wet flesh slapping wet flesh echoed in the room. My hands slipped down her shoulders and along her waists before sliding back up under her singlet and cupping her soft warm breasts.

Curvy Desi Aunty Gets Wild With A Customer In Her Private Bedroom

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