Fucking My Indian Desi Housewife Part 2

He moved his arm, pulling his hand to her side, sliding it down to her hip. He moved to her mound and pushed his middle finger between her legs. Insti...ct made her knee bend, to give him room.He sliced a finger into her furnace-hot, slippery tunnel. Something was different, but her obvious preparedness pushed that aside.She was ready right now!He’d wake her up the right way, the way he hadn’t been able to wake his lover up for years.Less than a minute later, he slowly pushed his fat daddy prick. His thoughts were interrupted when he noticed the sudden flashing of lights in the distance. He checked his watch again and discovered that it was exactly midnight. He put his hands in his coat pockets and slowly walked towards the lights. The lights turned out to be the headlight beams of a limousine. As Rafe drew near, the doors of the limousine opened and two heavily-muscled men came out. One of the men stepped closer to Rafe while the other glanced around the boardwalk for any other. More

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