Desi Wife’s Dripping Wet Pussy

I took off my bra and watched them both melt as their eyes came onto my melons. Xxx I am sure that feeling my jugs kept his rod very hard. I couldn’t help but revel in the results put forth. “I’m serious, leave,” I ordered them, pointing at the door. “Come on, you both have two hands; you can feel me with both hands.”
“Sorry,” they both apologized, before turning towards me and feeling my stomach. If you liked having Chuck shoot all over your tits, just wait for me.”
They both stayed silent for another moment, and I sucked hard on Billy’s pecker then, because once I got Chuck’s cum plastered all over my tits, I certainly wanted Billy’s too. As I felt Billy squeezing my melons as I sucked his member, it only made me love pleasing him more.

Desi Wife’s Dripping Wet Pussy