Desi wife fucking her husband

, my brother then lifted off my t shirt ( I wasn’t wearing a bra) and started kissing my boobs , sucking hard on my nipples, , I tugged on his t shi...t and lifted them off from his body , and felt his bare chest , by this time we were kissing madly and we both sat down on kitchen floor itself and still kissing me felt each other, then he made me lie down , and pulled off my shorts and then my panties and he got rid of his shorts and undies,We both were naked and he got on top of me and started. She ground against his hardened member gently as their lips stayed pressed together, her arms around his neck before breaking the kiss to look at John. “Oh, baby,” John moaned out, “I don’t know what you’re doing, but keep it up.” He urged her on and she smiled in return, kissing him once again and grinding just a little harder, his breaths heavy when she stopped and began to slide down to the floor, his eyes remaining on hers.She pulled his pants down, his hard cock jumping out into view upon. More

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