Husband Spanked Neha’s Ass Hard On Wedding Night, Then Pounded Her Pussy. Clear Hindi Audio.

“Your cum!”
“Your babies!”
“What?” he gasped, his eyes bulging. Indian porn Burst with rapture. “Damn,” he panted and pulled out. The game was starting up. My toes curled. “Like sucking our daddy’s cock.”
She ducked her head down and sucked his tip into her mouth. I whimpered, squeezing my barely legal twat on his forbidden cock. Our lips melted together as our pussies soaked in Daddy’s incestuous cum. “We have to do better,” I said. I groaned and sucked with hunger on her clit. It had to be perfect. Our tongues slid over the other’s cheeks. Outstanding. She was nursing on him. Weeds hurtled into the bucket as we moved our away around the yard. I bit my lip. I kissed my sister. It was an addicting taste, like Denise’s sweet pussy. He slammed it back into Denise’s. Christ, what has gotten into you girls.”
“Hopefully, your dick, Daddy” Denise said as we pulled him out. We bucked and moaned and climaxed together. She squealed into my mouth, her arms hugging me tight. My pussy clenched, this heat building and building in me. It was incredible to feel her swirling it around in me. Jesus.”
A pleased rushed shot through me. The scent of gasoline and cut grass washed over me. “Oh, my god,” he groaned. Our boobs pressed into his shorts. That wasn’t unusual for us.