Indian Wife’s Hot Ride On Her Lover’s Cock

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It had been two weeks since that first night with John. “He licks me…” I whisper, gasping and inhaling deeply as the warm lips touch the hood of my clit. “Maybe it’s because you loose all your good, old fashioned education and turn into a hungry slut when you moan and squirm in lust feeling my hard cock fuck you.” He grinned again and I felt my face turn red, hating myself for that reaction and starting to get angry at him for speaking out loud what I was barely able to admit to myself. “Two men… with your hungry body. …”
And behind my eyes, the men approach me, their hard cocks swinging as they step closer, their hungry eyes taking me in, making me shiver as one of them changes into the man who’s warm lips are kissing my ribs, belly, who’s tongue plays with my navel. My lovers tongue slides along my wet lips, separates them and moves like a

Indian Wife’s Hot Ride On Her Lover’s Cock

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