Indian Wife Fucked Her Husband and His Friends

He tried scooting in retreat on his butt. Huh, so much for being a better man than me, I thought.“Hey, what’s going on?” I heard someone yell fr...m a distance but I paid no attention. I was focused on lover boy.“W ... Wait ... Shayne, don’t do anything crazy,” he sputtered while clumsily getting to his feet.That was all I was waiting for. I grabbed the lapel of his sport coat with my left hand while drawing back with my right. He tried putting his hands up to block the punch but was too slow. I. My friend’s sexy hot wife was on my arms. She needed this kind of affection. So she was relaxing in my arms…she held my waist with one of her hand….I felt really great. Her eyes were closed. Her left boob and navel were exposed to me. I loved it. Her boob was big…round in shape and was struggling to come out from her tight blouse. I saw her erected nipple over her boob mound…it was looking like a gun. Her hip had two folds in this posture….her mid riff made me hot hotter…her deep navel was oval. More

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