Indian Wife Fucking With Her Husband

Ann was stroking Bob’s hair, and I could see the candle light shining right through the sheer white material. Looking closer, I saw that Bob had one...hand on her ass cheek, and the other one between her legs. I could only see it moving underneath the see-through white material, but he was clearly playing with her pussy. I watched for several minutes, and soon I was pretty sure from Ann’s soft moans, and the way she was rhythmically moving her hips, that Bob was finger fucking my wife right. Suddenly she came again, more dramatically than ever, and this time it seemed she was spent as her body, so tense and excited only a moment before, now became wholly inert. I felt a twinge of disappointment, she would, I thought, miss the show’s rapidly approaching climax (i.e., mine). But I underestimated her. As my own thrusts got faster and the end approached, strength returned to her and, gripping me as if her life depended on it, she answered my passion with her own. We slammed at each. ” Was that the message you wrote your fiancée when you needed to tell her that you’d be late for your first real, romantic holiday together -- for the long-awaited, cozy Christmas week in a remote mountain cabin? Of course it wasn’t. How he could not have expected her to call him after that, she had no clue. Or perhaps he had, subconsciously. Perhaps this had been his way to tell her that sorry, it just didn’t work for him. The giggling, female voice that had answered her on his fixed phone had. The she closed those delicious lips around the base of my cock head and sucked.We were going on a great rhythm as she sucked and moved her head simultaneously 2-3 times, when her mother mother called her name from inside. We were startled and she immediately let go of my cock with a slurping sound. She paced herself back inside while i was quickly putting in my saliva smeared cock in my pant and sneaked outside. When i reached my cousin’s, i took a towel and dashed to the toilet which almost.
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