“Fuck her Indian pussy as a hard as you can, this is amazing.” I said to Leif as he seemed to pay me little mind. His focus was on her. He got up ...nto the doggystyle position as he plowed her from behind making a loud slapping sound with each thrust. I then sat at the head of the bed taking my wife's hand as he slammed her relentlessly from behind. She was in a pure state of ecstasy from the way she seemed to almost look through me. I continued jacking off. After 30 minutes more of ruthless. She was panting for breath when she lurched up from the counter and turned on unsteady legs. She dropped to her knees – missing the towel with one of them – and I took aim. A roar surged up from my chest, and my cum blasted out with it.The first thick rope of cum decorated her cheek, chin, and her fiery hair. The second almost missed her entirely, leaving a glob in her eyelash at the corner of her left eye. She pushed her tits together, capturing what was dribbling off her face. The rest. He was lying on his side, facing away from her, clothed only in some manner of loincloth now. His chest rose and fell gently, he was indeed asleep. Once again, her hand crept down to her obsidian dagger, but she resisted the impulse. Had this creature not spared her life? She had no right to slit his throat while he slept, that was not the victory that she desired.After watching him for a few moments more, she slithered over to his pack, opening the drawstring and peering inside. She glanced at. No I want this.I waited by the balcony for him to return, the door opened the light from the hallway crept into the room quickly disappeared as the door closed. I stood leaning over the railing admiring the view of Barcelona, he came up from behind me and wrapped his hands around my body, his hard cock pressed against my ass his hands exploring my body moving down my stomach and rubbing the lump that had appeared in the front of my shorts. His hands went flat against my stomach and moved under.