I placed a hand on to her cheek and guided her face towrds me. She closed her eyes once more as my hard cock parted her lips and slid in over her wet ...ounge. She closed the lips arond the tip of my cock and slowly sucked the pre cum off while tounging all over it. She then bobbed her haed slowly up and down on the lengh of it as I stroked her blonde hair. She was amazing at it!I reached down and undid the button holding her breast in. They sprung forward under their blouse but I could see the. Tere boobs mera control nahi hota ,agar tu mujhe tere boobs ko dede toh mein ab chod dunga’ Bua-‘matlab Budhe -ye boobs mera hai,mein is ye job chanhu tujhse mang sakta hoon,nahi tohBua -boli thik hai,baada karta hoonBudhe ne phir apni phone se photo li apni aur bua ki ek lip kiss kiya aur ek video bana ya, jisme bua bo gaand marte hue road ke uper le aaya aur bua ghut ne ke baal chal ke aa rahi thi,phir wahan pe wo phone ko rakh kar pura shoot ki, aur ab toh bua bhi kush thi bua ne bhi ab. The Indian wife felt shivers with the sensation of feeling someone else other than her husband’s dick. She then started licking the dick and caressing it with her hands.Neeshu gulped the entire thing deep in her throat and Satvik pushed her head more towards his tool. Neeshu was chocked deep into her throat in a few minutes. It was intense as there was no kiss yet.Neeshu just enjoyed sucking the cock and enjoying herself. She did not have sex like this in a long time. The Indian wife was. Ok I thought, did she just invite me in for sex later? I got onto my bike and set off on my ride with all sorts of fantasies going round in my head, I’d often thought Emma was a dirty little slut by the way she dresses, short skirts, skintight leggings and no knickers are her common attire, she’s one of those girls that dress like a hooker, I live in a very affluent neighbourhood and her parents are very wealthy, her Mother is also a slut and is always flirting with me, I’m sure she needs a.