Tamil Aunty Cheating Unkle In Bathroom

I slave all day for you, and you can’t even appreciate it.’ He took his belt off, and shoved his jeans down to his ankles. My pink spaghetti strap...nightgown was around my waist, and before I knew what was happening, he flipped me onto my hands and knees, and thrust himself into me. I wasn’t wet, not in the slightest, and it burned. ‘Please don’t!’ I gasped. ‘You’re hurting me!’ He ignored me. He wasn’t much taller than me, but he was stronger than me, and his hands gripped my hips so tightly, I. “You bitch…”Dave clenched his fists and gritted his teeth at seeing the smile on her face. Any thought of saving Morgan flew from his mind in those moments; all he wanted was to pay Igraine back for such a cheap shot.“You fucking BITCH! I’LL KILL YOU!!!”Summoning up as much power as he could muster, Dave flew through the air at the speed of sound and began to engage Igraine in fisticuffs. His aura grew brighter and brighter by the second, yet she still only laughed in reply. She knew how. More

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