Sensual Desi Bhabhi’s Wild Night Of Passion

How could she be so small but so fiery like an angry kitten? “My name is Dane, and if I’m not mistaken I’m here to do you a favor, starting with keeping you warm.” Her eyes found their way to the floor. Indian sex Her dark lashes were long and brushed her high cheekbones that even donned faded freckles on her cinnamon skin. “Come here and I will pay you much.” Vixen gave her a pleading look and held out a hand. A soft grin spread across his face as he took on her full beauty for the first time. Knots coiled in her stomach and she seized a rosy lip with sharp incisors. Vixen sighed heavily and even audibly moaned as her body relaxed completely and her back arched to his touch. Shivers ran through her spine and made her head spin as his breath tickled her neck. “Zhdat, Laskovaya moya,” he panted heavily, “five hundred thousand for each of you.” Roxie perked up and grinned widely. Despite her protests, Dane never quickened his pace or let her down. Her breasts -as perky as they were- still managed to cut off any easy communication.