Desi Bhabhi Fucking At Home By Her Devar Part 2

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1 saal se use dekha bhi na tha. Main apne ghar walo ke sath 4 din pehle uske ghar pahunch gaya. Wahan meri mausi and Mausa ji ne hamara sawagat kiy. Sab bahut khush the. But meri nigahe kisi or ko dhund rahi thi. Itne main mumy ne pucha ki ritu kahan hai.Tabhi ek kamre se Ritu chilati hui aayi and meri mumy k gale lag gayi.Jb vi dodti hui aa tahi thi to main use dekh kar pagal ho gaya. Uske chuche pehle se bhi mote ho gaye the and vo pehle se bhi gori ho gayi thi. Mumy k gale lag kar vo mere pas aayi, main use dekhe hi ja raha tha. Usne kaha bhaiya kya dekh rahe ho. Maine kaha apni rajkumari ko dekh raha hu, pari lag rahi hai ek dum. Vo hansi or mere gale lag gayi. Uske chuche mere seene main gaad gaye,Tabhi mera land khada ho gaya. Vo halki se hansi and mumy ka beg utha kar andar jaane.lagi. Maine kaha chal baaki ka saaman maun laata hu. Main dusre beg utha kar usje piche piche ho liya. Hey bhagwan, usji chaal dekh main pagal ho gaya. Uski gaand pehle se bhi moti ho gayi thi. Uske. I realized she was getting unsettled , thought may be its the movie and she is scared. but then she kept looking at my crotch n smiling ..then i noticed my cock is out. I was horny and seemed she was enjoying it . soon i started getting erection.My cock size is around 7.5 inches and has a thick head. As it erected the skin pulled down and shiny head came out. I could notice the shine in her eyes and she was stunned. I pretended I did not notice that. Soon a huge bulge could be soon in my shorts.Soon the scary scenes started coming and she kept coming closer to me.There was a moment her elbow was touching my hard cock. During the really scary scenes , she would brush her head in my chest and her elbow would brush hard on my cock causing it to swing like a rod..that kept driving me crazy and I was fully erect in no time. During the last scene she kept in that position with her arm pressing hard on my cock and her elbow hitting my balls. I was hoping more scary scene shouldn’t come as I.
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