Caught In The Open: Indian Aunty’s Outdoor Indiscretion

Now I heard small cries of pain mingled with the moans of pleasure. Indian porn But I still wasn’t done. I shifted my hands to her waist so I could pump her even harder. She was about 19, the same age as me. Her hair was as black and shiny as her eyes, and her features had that innocent beauty so common amongst small town girls. But I still wasn’t done. Instead I broke the kiss and played with her tits that were bouncing in front of me. She put her arms around my neck and kissed back in earnest as she rocked her hips in circles. But when I looked out the window I saw them standing there on the platform. I panted harder and drove into her with the rhythm of the train. As I caught Simmi’s eye she grinned at me and slipped her dupatta off her left shoulder. I suddenly moaned out loud as I emptied my load into her asshole. I closed the toilet lid and sat on it, beckoning her to come and get on. Her chest heaved as I pinched and sucked and licked. The bulge in my pants turned into a full blown erection. She gasped in surprise and pressed her face to the wall but made no protest.

Caught In The Open: Indian Aunty’s Outdoor Indiscretion