she was new in Mumbai.-> she was scared, but I figured out she was bold and fun loving.-> she was married but no sign of her husband.Trusting my judgment, I replied “Lagta hai ajj ka quota khatam hone ko aaya hai. Kal phirse aana padega. App chale jaoo ab gharpe. Train mai rush chalu ho jayega. App kaha rehete ho.”She replied, “Nalasopara mai, bohut dur hai yaha se.”Slowly she started to tell me all about her journey to the city from chondi. ....you have to fuck my husband too?!" Cindy teased. "You want it in the ass too?" Mac replied. "UH-uh...not THAT monster.....you go right ahead and gut HIM!" Cindy left and returned holding a steamy cup of coffee in her hands. As bad as the ache in my ass was...my empty belly grumbled at the mere smell of morning coffee. Mac was on automatic now, steadily fucking me....my guts were squishing and grumbling, I was getting sore already and Mac wasn't even close yet. Cindy pulled a. My hands grasp her head, smearing her mouth with honey as I press my needy sex onto her face.Again and again, her tongue rasps up through my oozing pussy and my whimpers turn into moans. And when she slurps my clit, my grinding is accompanied by a scream of, “Yessss…”Two fingers curl into my slippery pussy, as she relentlessly suckles my clit. She’s good, quickly finding my sensitive spot. The intensity builds till it overwhelms me; I buck my slit into her face, pull roughly on her hair and.Read More
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