Desi Women Fucking By Her Husband Time Part 2

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He and my wife were still on the back seat and i have seen that his hand was already under my wife^s dress. I asked him how about if we go all together to our appartment he agreed and my wife got closer to him.In the appart. i told them i have to go to the bathroom i Told my wife when i kisssed her to tell him not to mind my prsence. went for about 10 minutes and when i came back i saw my wife holding the biggest dick when he saw me he jummped but she threw him back on the couch. when I went. Minu: Nikal lo but abhi use jyada touch mat karna.Aarav ne apna shorts nikala aur underwear bhi nikal ke side mein rakh diya. Waaw jo maine dekha wo sach mein kaafi Seducing tha. Uska lund aman se bhi jyada bada ho gaya tha. Uska lund karreb 6 inch tak sidha tha phir tip ki aur jaate jaate thoda curvy tha. Ek dum dildo ke jaisa dikh raha tha curvy dildo. Main kuch samay ke liye uske lund ko ek tuk dekhti rahi.Nisha: Kya dekh rahi ho aise, tera beta mard ho gaya hai. Ise thodi guide kar denge to. Unbuttoning my shirt, I flung it across the room while stepping carefully out of my skirt, now in a heap on the floor, leaving me in only my bra and panties. I climbed on top of him and removed my bra, cupping his head with my hands as I began to straddle him. Pressing my lips against his, I gently pushed open his mouth with my tongue to allow me to explore the inside of his mouth at my leisure, moaning as I let my tongue probe deeper. Moving my hips slowly against him, I shifted until I could. His eyes were clenched close, his head thrown back. I was in total ecstasy myself, as I felt the first stream of sperm erupt from Sudesh’s probing cock. It triggered my own orgasm simultaneously with his. The waves of orgasm continued to wash over us with each one exploding with renewed intensity. I was grunting and moaning uncontrollably as my legs involuntarily wrapped around Sudesh’s, and my nails scratching over Sudesh’s rock hard butt muscles as I tried to take even more and more of him.
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