Ancient India’s Forbidden Arts Of Passion

I moved down her neck to her collarbone kissing her slowly lower and lower, i reached up and pulled her top over her head, showiing off her tiny, round tits. Desi xxx I didnt want out of her. I ran my hands up her sides to her face and pulled her down for a kiss, her lips tasted so good, even though she was bruised from earlier. “You’re not ready huh you little bitch, feels ready to me”
I pushed her forward and yanked her shorts the rest of the way off. please, I’m a virgin, not like this”
“So you want it then”
“Not like this”
“tell me you want it”
“I do but–SMACK!!!!! I smacked her right on her beautiful little pussy
“OOOOHHHHHHHH” she almost came right there, I’ reached up and began to rub her clit
“tell me you want it!”
“I, I , I want it”
“Whats the magic word Amanda?”
“Please Jr., please give it to me”
“okay baby”

Ancient India’s Forbidden Arts Of Passion

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