Homely Indian Wife Taking Off Saree

With the first melon over the threshold she worked her other hanging jugg over the lip of the door bringing her top half into the house. “Ouch,” s...e thought with some trepidation now. She was squeezed in the tight space but was committed now so she inched forwards working her torso into the house until she got to her broad hips. “Oh shit,” she muttered twisting now, struggling and cicking her heels trying to wiggle around to get her mommie hips through the tight opening. “Fuck,” she shouted. "We could go for a swim?" I suggested.We had swum many times just here, over the years."No, I don't think so," she shrugged and looked at me and smiled. "I might just wet my hair though."Her hair was cut short and I mean really short, much shorter than mine. She jumped off the parapet and walked down the slope to the river's edge. We called it a river but in truth it no more than a stream, just ten foot wide and no more than four foot deep. I sat still on the stone parapet as she wetted her. More

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