Indian Sex Clip Of A Dusky Chennai Aunty

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She looked curvy, but it was hard to tell with all those clothes on. I moved over toward the bed, still standing, and she put a pillow down and kneeled in front of me. Very slowly she started rubbing her face on my cock. Using no hands she rubbed it back and forth on her cheeks. Then very, very slowly she started to take it in her mouth. She looked up at me, staring. I watched as my cock slowly disappeared into her mouth, then all the way into her mouth. She never once broke eye contact. She had deep throated me and was now holding it in position, staring at me. She started bobbing, up and down, up and down on my cock. Very rapidly there was an incredible amount of saliva everywhere. Where did it all come from so fast? She kept her tight oral grip on my cock and continued. Every so often she would make these very erotic little moaning and squealing sounds, as though she was turned on by having my old cock in her mouth. Of course I doubt she really was turned on, but she was into her. I kissed her on the lips and asked her if it was ok for me to cum inside of her, she said I can. I started to fuck her very hard, she started to have loud orgasms, and I shot my load inside of her. We both were sweating a lot, I got off and just layed there, thinking, man that was the best sex I ever had. Angie, cuddle up to me and said, that was the best she had in a long time. Gave me a kiss and she went to her room. I noticed when she left, she left naked. I got up and took my shower and started to get ready for work. Joy got up at 6 am and she took her shower and got ready for work.After fucking Angie, fucking Joy just felt different, Joy's pussy wasn't that tight like Angie's and Angie let me cum in her mouth. Everytime I fuck Joy, I think about Angie, when I do it makes me harder. Few weeks went by, Joy had to go out to get some groceries. I was sitting on the couch watching TV, Angie comes out of her bedroom, she was naked, came over and sat down next to me. I looked over and.
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It was his way of saying, without words, that he loved me. But he wasn't going to say he loved me. Not tonight. Tonight, I knew, I was his- and he was going to use me like a fuck toy that he owned. He took his hands from my delicate throat and guided me, by my arse, down the stairs of our house. His right hand hand found its way under my dress, lifting it as he did, and the palm of his hand was grabbing firmly at the cheek of his property. As we descended the stairs he was now, like the lover he was, walking side by side of me to the front door. I blushed as I opened it. I knew he wasn't going to remove his hand, and despite the relatively quiet area that we lived, I also know that if anyone saw us they could see exactly what he was doing. They would see exactly how little I was wearing under a relatively short, black dress. There was no one there, and my blushes were saved. He managed to guide me to the car, open the door, and place me inside the passenger seat with still no one.

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