Indian Wife Pussy Fucked By Her Hindu Husband

She was giving him time to stew in his own imagination. She was probably the kind of girl that would get off on literally killing him slowly. Like may...e she'd want to suffocate him with her slit, he calculated. Brad imagined her grinding her wet labia over his mouth and nose as he fought for air. Her milky thighs locked tightly against his ears, as she detachedly regarded him, bemused at his panic'd thrashing. Massaging her clit with his desperate gasping convulsions as he slowly lost. I began the slow motion of pulling my foreskin backward and forward, each time covering my glistening, purple sex-head. It was then that I noticed a pile of clothes on the floor to my left, belonging to Molly and Jenny. Looking more closely, I realised that on top of the pile were two pairs of panties. Before I knew what I was doing, I found myself reaching down and picking them up. My strokes slowed, as I examined the two delicate pairs of knickers more carefully. I didn’t have a clue as to. More

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