Indian Aunty Showing Her Body

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I groaned as it went deeper into me. I dont know how far in he got it, but I was full to capacity. Then he turned it on, I moaned as it vibrated inside me. He started to slowly thrust it in and out of me. I was squirming in pleasure as he fucked me with the vibrator. Then Fred leaned in and started licking my clit with the vibrator in me. I exploded in my orgasm and screamed my pleasure. He kept going until my first orgasm subsided and I started building my second. Then he stopped licking, and. “I like your body, boy and I don’t want to break it, so I’m gonna use some lube”.After briefly sliding a few lubed fingers up my hole, I felt the hard, fat head of his pole pressing against my tight ass. “Relax, boy it will hurt less”. He pushed it in head deep, “umphh, oummph” I moaned through the gag. The pain was intense. “So nice boy” as he kissed my neck roughly while cradling my still hard dick in one hand, pinching my nipple with the other. Just when I recovered from the first two inches. I said no issue and stretched my hand to reach her back, patted on her shoulders and rubbed my palm on her upper back, below her neck over the uncovered area. Though she looked into my eyes in surprise, she didn’t object to my gesture. I held her hand, pulled her close to me, and rested her head on my shoulder. She coolly settled that way without any protest. I have kept my right hand around her shoulder and started caressing her fore arm and shoulder slowly. I consoled her saying don’t worry,. She arrived exactly on time, her outfit hidden by a long black cloak, and ordered me to stand still while she inspected my outfit. Suddenly two fingers probed my pussy without any hint, and I winced, with a little squeal. Staring at me with a stern look I knew that a punishment session was added. Taking the mask and putting it in her purse, she wrapped the short cloak around me and then started controlling me with the leash. Once satisfied by my responsiveness, she took me out to her black SUV,.
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