Naughty Desi Housewife Seduces Husband’s Buddy

Everything went black for a second or two and then fuzzy which allowed Tim to roll away from me and out of the death grip I had on his now mangled penis. ” Well, here I am YOU FILTHY CUNT!” grumbled Delores. Indian sex One thing you had to say was Robert had good taste in women and I would soon find out that she was very similar to Violet in many ways. Both women eagerly volunteered us to strip out of our suits, not wanting to ruin them they said. ” Violet said. We had similar personalities and similar interests. We would occasionally get a good face shot in but when Delores made that last statement it changed the fight entirely. Our tongues wrestling as furiously as the four of us had done earlier on the shag carpet of my cat fight goddess’s new house. I sat on his nose as Violet yelled, ” Smother him with that sweet ass baby!!”
Violet backed up onto Delores’ sore tits, grabbed her by the hair which was dripping in sweat and viciously jerked her head to the side making her face her son being smothered by my sweaty ass.

Naughty Desi Housewife Seduces Husband’s Buddy