Indian housewife v Japanese housewife

I was so wet below and the heat and passion were so intense. Releasing my hands, Nina started unbuttoning my blouse. In no time she was lifting the ch...mise over my head and leaving it on my uplifted arms. A second later my bra was loosened and her mouth closed on one of my sensitive nipples gently sucking and biting, soon bringing it hard and erect, my arms moved to pull her tighter to me but she once again captured them and raised them above my head. She held both my wrists in one hand and. ‘Why are you crying?’ ‘I…I thought I…I could do it,’ Karen sobbed. ‘But…but I…I couldn’t…I…I can’t.’ Jason was even more confused. ‘Do what?’ he asked. ‘I…I told myself that tonight I was just going to come in here and fuck your brains out,’ she murmured, shocking him with her use of the coarse word. ‘I…I hoped that somehow, maybe, I could begin to put some distance between us. To…to make you…to make you…hate me.’ ‘You could never make me hate you,’ Jason replied softly, caressing her hair. ‘No. More

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