My dick twitched in her wife’s cunt as she stepped on it. My dragon mother’s sapphire hair swayed down her back. Indian sex The sexy and dominating Kurtis had knocked up not only the two of us but also his dragon mother. She bobbed her head, working that submissive and wet warmth up and down my cock. Waves of ecstasy swarmed out of my pussy and splashed into my mind. “Master,” she moaned, her fingers twitching. A toucan sang in the trees above us, serenading our lesbian incest. I kissed into her bush. I gripped her violet hair and slammed forward again. I didn’t breed any of my women. He rammed his cock to the hilt in my bowels. Oh, yes, yes, Master!”
I thrust away at her with harder and harder strokes. I hung there, trembling and loving every moment of my asshole brimming with jizz and cock. I want to lick your cum out of her twat!”
“Yes, yes, yes!” I moaned, my pussy clenching down on his dick. Not yet! She was sitting down a large small box beside me. I suckled. Something to give my women what they deserved until I could find the solution. My nipples throbbed against her flesh. I smiled and rubbed at my belly as another contraction rippled through me.
