“Where is your mother this morning,” I ask her in a whisper (I know my wife left early to go on a girlfriend’s outing and will be gone for a few days). Indian sex She is Chinese; her skin is smooth and blemish-free, and she looks to be 25 years old when, in fact, she is 36. My wife and I have lived in America and Europe since our marriage seven years ago! “Oh Jesus, oh my!” she moaned as I pressed my tongue against her. I keep scanning down and notice she has an Innie and no signs of piercings or tattoos (I’m glad). I keep scanning down and notice she has an Innie and no signs of piercings or tattoos (I’m glad). “That makes two of us, Daddy!”
As she turns entirely around, she bends forward and pushes her ass in my face! She pushes her ass back a little further, and I Kiss the red mark on it; I then run my tongue up her ass crack: she damn near jumps out of her skin. “Is this where you were headed,” I ask as we enter the bathroom. “Damn, you sure are wet, baby girl,” I whispered as I started to trace the outline of her ear with my tongue lightly. “Wa Wa-Wa-What are you doing, Daddy?” she stammered as I approached
