Desi Bhabhi’s Steamy Nude Chat With Secret Lover

My moans muffled by the pillow now were still so loud, I’d never been so vocal before, “Shan please ohhhwwww aahhh let me ahhhhhh cummmm hmmmmm!” I gasped again as I felt his tongue slip out of my pussy, I sat up to push his head back down but he was already latched onto my clit, I fell back down as he sucked hard. Indian xxx “Rhea I’m sorry I didn’t mean to scare you. “This is not me, I am stronger than this. I brought my left hand up to my face caressing my breasts on the way. So much of pain Shan, these years I’ve been battling with demons I never knew existed. Strands of his cum smeared against his boxers. A breeze travelled through the forest and in through my apartment window. His tongue was tracing figure 8s around my clit, each time dipping deeper into my tight entrance. Propped up on my elbows I pinched my nipples as I watched Shan eat my pussy.

Desi Bhabhi’s Steamy Nude Chat With Secret Lover