South Indian Housewife Romance with Friend Husband for Money

I lit a lamp. It warmed up the place quickly. She sat down. I sat down. Then she stood up. “Can I get you anything to drink?” she asked. I said no... “I’m going to go and get out of this stuff” she told me. I never even thought about it at all. When she came back guess what she was in? Yep, that’s right. She was wearing that silky almost see-thru gown of hers. Holy fucking shit, I told myself as my pupils focused on nothing but that silky piece of sensuality. Her tits were right there for the. ?Sheila clamped her hand over Donna's mouth, while Ricky put on his pants and went upstairs. ?Does that cum taste as good as your own pussy?? Sheila mocked her neighbor.Donna didn't answer. She couldn't. Her mouth was stuffed to bursting with Ricky's underwear. She could taste his cum through the cotton material but she couldn't move her tongue at all. Ricky returned minutes later.?Look what I found in the garage. This'll hold it in real good.?He held up a roll of gray duct tape. He tore. More

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