Indian Desi Girl Fuked By Husband Friend

Leaning back a bit, he took my arms from around his neck and looked me in the eye, still slowly moving in and out of me. Suddenly He had very rapidly removed my work shirt buttons and all. I was surprised and stupefied by this act; damn what was I going to wear home. "Why did you do that?" I demanded. "Because I wish to see you when I want to" he growled back at me. This was something I really hadn't expected to encounter, but what had I expected (nothing) I felt so naive. It didn't last long. She fumbled to get the key in the lock, nearly breaking it off as it went in. She slammed the door behind her, and literally threw herself onto the bed, masturbating like a hormonal school girl who had just been kissed by the boy of her dreams.----Millie sat at the bar across the street from the motel, nursing her Long Island Iced Tea, and daydreaming about what had transpired earlier that evening, when suddenly a female voice came from behind her: "I saw you watching me at the pool."Millie was. She arched her back and groaned but then he withdrew completely and started painting her lips with his cock. She stared lustfully at him and he slid inside her again, this time giving her an inch and a half. It was slow and painfully orgasmic as he proceeded to move in and out, his final thrust gave her another half inch and Dorothy arched her back and tried to grab his penis but he slapped her away.His next thrust came some thirty seconds later, and this time she almost screamed aloud as he. He reached out with one finger and slid it over my wet lips. Then he placed his cum coated finger against his lips and licked it off.I found that so sexy.He placed his arms on my sides and lifted me. My pussy was now hovering directly over his gigantic cock. I wondered if I would be able to take it inside of me. It definitely made the cucumber look tiny.Gently he lowered me down onto his shiny black tip."Mmm." I felt it touch my pussy. He lowered me a little more. I could feel his tip pressing.
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