Intimate Encounter With A Voluptuous Indian Housewife: Filling Her Desi Pussy With Passion

He had refreshed our drinks, and had a joint dangling from his lips. Xxx He walked over to the counter in the office we were in, and began rolling. “That’s wild,” he said, as he sparked the joint up and started walking towards me. It was like nothing I had ever felt before. I had read in some porn mag about how to suck on balls, and the advice was to be very tender with them, as they are extremely sensitive. I remember “Kashmir” started playing on the CD player. I remember “Kashmir” started playing on the CD player. They were huge! He started rubbing me all over my body, pulling me closely into him and we embraced. He began asking questions. “Fuck my face, daddy,” I whispered, in between nonstop licks and sucks, “fuck my face, daddy.”
Apparently, he loved hearing me call him daddy.

Intimate Encounter With A Voluptuous Indian Housewife: Filling Her Desi Pussy With Passion

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