Indian Aunty Fucking Part 5

Damn, she cursed quietly.Billy saw her there out of the corner of his eye and felt his cock squirm. He tried to calm himself, thinking he didn't need ...ny more pussy after that session with the woman in the kitchen. He had brought her to a pair of gasping climaxes and ejaculated five or six ropes of his thick cream in her while he mauled her generous jugs and humped her feet right off the floor, rearing her up on his rigid tool.He mowed around the patio trying to ignore the lovely young female. Soon he had pushed the thong from my cock. I stepped out of it and kicked it away. He began to slowly masturbate me, firmly stroking the foreskin up and down over the helmet. No woman had ever wanked me so perfectly. He seemed to understand exactly what I wanted.I cast my eyes over the women. I devoured every curve, every inch of flesh. They enjoyed me in return. 'Don't you cum yet' Marie sounded quite stern. I wasn't going to, I was enjoying this too much. I wanted it to last.'Would you like. More

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