Indian Stepmom And Son’s Secret Wedding Night Fuck – Part 3

“STOP IT!”
I didn’t listen to any of it. “There’s…you know…the stuff on you.”
I know what she was talking about. Indian sex She licked down the shaft and to my balls. “Into your little tight ass?” I asked her. “STOP IT!”
I didn’t listen to any of it. I felt my cock throb at the site of the water releasing. She didn’t say a word. I felt her tongue slurp against the base of my cock, tapping away at the foreskin that was pulled back. I slowly put my tongue forth and gave her asshole a lick. I smiled as I slowly pushed back and forth, but I got her hints as she looked up at me. I saw a glowing smile on her face. “It’s best if you stand and let it out,” I told her. “Trust me, it’ll all come out.”
She looked at me as I offered her my hand. “Anything on your minds for tonight?” she asked us as she laid down her purse onto the table. From her comment, I got up raced toward the chair and easily and started my little tickling fit on her.