It was 2 am. Indian porn This is the last thing that you would see before you slowly bleed to death – how your loving cop wife has become the cock-slut of a criminal” From his position on the chair, Bikram could see everything going on on the bed. Slowly darkness was developing in front of Bikram’s eyes. “Why Rani?”, he asked. “To be honest, it is largely your fault Bikram.” Rani said. He pulled her up, gently kissing her lips, her hands roaming over his chest. Rani’s fantasies were coming true. Through gritted teeth, he hissed in pleasure feeling her hot snatch envelop his cock tightly. Pointing the tip of his cock against her hole, he slowly thrust in. He smiled at her, his fingers rising to gently stroke her cheek. She moaned as his hand squeezed on her hip, rutting against him wildly. When, at last, he was all the way inside her, Karan paused, and turned to Bikram. Pulling away slightly, he reached behind her, and took off her skirt and the top. Before finishing, he pulled out of her mouth, emptying the rest of his load on her face, in full view of Bikram. Rani shivered under his gaze, feeling rather naked in the way he was gazing at her.
