Indian Woman Messy Fucking With Her Husband Friend

We layed there silent for a few moments and stroked each others cocks. I knew what I wanted though, and as nervous as I was to show him, my lust drove...me on. In the dark, in the silence, I rolled him onto his back, never letting go of the object of my overwhelming lust, his big hard cock. Trembling, almost moving in slow motion, I leaned over. Even in the dark, I could make it his manly shape and gave into my urges. I first kissed the underside of his shaft as it layed on his belly, so warm, so. But now she joined me on the sofa, naked, legs apart, waiting. Later, when we were less feverish in the whole relationship, sessions when Dee and I were alone would involve a great deal of hugging, kissing and caressing before anything more fundamental, this, though, was basic, urgent, demanding, no need for preliminaries.“Who goes first?” I asked.“You,” cried Dee. “You do me. Please!”Miles said later that this was when he began to realise that Dee’s nature was truly submissive: she needed to. More

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