Tamil Housewife Secretly Pleases Her Lover Behind Husband’s Back

Without preamble, suddenly, her eyes opened wide as she feels the head of my penis pushing into her. I collapsed on top of her. Indian porn When I slide my hand between your legs and say ” This is mine, are we clear.” Sex is not the answer. I ran my fingers under the straps of her bra and down to her cleavage. She hears my breathing getting heavier. ” The door’s locked, Nicole.” ” Please, just take my money and let me go. It read simply, ” Nicole A.” Her cell number was below.” ” I’ll call you,” I whispered. She stood there, petrified, as I slipped my hand down the front, into her panties. She sat down and displayed her shapely legs for me while I sat down. I yanked on her hair again and she closed her mouth. I roughly grab her hips and start slamming into her faster and faster. Her knees locked. Finally, holding her tight, I stiffen and she feels me forcefully erupt, claiming again what I already perceived as belonging to me. There I’m standing out like I just stepped out of GQ. Her arms hung at her sides, useless. She feels some cum leak out of her very sore pussy and onto the bed, but she is too exhausted to care.

Tamil Housewife Secretly Pleases Her Lover Behind Husband’s Back

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