Indian Girl Dance

’ ‘You sound like my son, but in reverse. He’ll be a writer when he gets his ass into gear.’ ‘I love that expression.’ ‘Really? Well let...me think about that book idea. You are in the guest wing, away from my bedroom so you don’t hear me screaming when I have gentlemen call.’ Fi giggled and said well not hear too loudly and Gwen gave her the smile that said she was beginning to relax about her decision to take on a kid from America as a housekeeper who’d already banned her from smoking pot. Knowing that her husband and her daughter in law were watching her get thoroughly fucked made her go wild. "YES, BABY, WATCH HIM FUCK ME!!! WATCH HIM FUCK MY WET PUSSY!!" Susan cried. Meanwhile, Renee's hand slipped to her pussy, rubbing it through the fabric of her thong. My hands dropped from her shoulders and begin to untie the bustier. I removed the tie holding it together and let it fall away from her revealing her breasts to me for the first time. I reached around and cupped each one. More

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