Desi Tenant Aunty Fucked Under The Blanket

I wrap my arms around his shoulders placing one hand gently on the back of his head. I can feel my nipples harden even though my body feels hot. Indian sex “OH” I moan, “God, yes… I knew if I fell he would catch me and while in his arms wouldn’t ever let me fall. You are a hell of a woman. His free hand slides down my body, over my hips, down the outside of my leg. “Now scream for me Aimee, scream my name.”
Now it’s my turn to play, “You’ll have to fuck me harder to get me to scream your name.”
“God you’re a bitch.” he says with a laugh. I beg you. I have to admit it’s kind of cute on him. I like you a lot. He pulls out of me and carries me to the bed. I open myself as he slips his finger inside. My knees go to weak. Tonight it’s about fulfilling his fantasy. His eyes never left mine. “This is incredible.” I whisper. He lays me down placing his hand behind my head. I can’t stop thinking about you. Where did that come from? My mind still baffled at this side of Raphael I never thought existed. “Why are you here?” I ask. “My pussy aches for your cock, I want to feel you

Desi Tenant Aunty Fucked Under The Blanket

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