After two slow inspection trips around me, walked to a table next to the bed and pulled a large tube of lube out of a drawer. Indian sex video I looked surprisingly good at first glance, pale skin framed by the black lingerie. “Take off the blindfold,” she ordered. “You are our slave,” my wife said in a solemn voice, the collar in her hands. “Please fuck me…please fuck me…please fuck me…” I babbled. Certainly no sex goddess but, if not examined too closely, I’d do. I was too far gone, unconcerned with what the women or the man might think, at that moment, I just wanted to be fucked. Stopping in front of me, Linda circled behind her prisoner and put her arms around him from behind. One small part of my brain was excited to hear my wife moan in excitement as her husband’s ass was violated, the rest was focused on my the pressure on my asshole. With only a short pause, he pulled most of the way out and then remorselessly thrust it back in, drawing another involuntary squeal from me.
