Sonia Bhabhi’s Desi Delights: Her Husband Devours Her Wet Pussy

I saw a shadow move on the other side of the keyhole, and although I’m sure she was trying to be quiet, I heard the unmistakable sound of feet retreating down the hallway. Of course I want you here. Desi sex Then I’d turned to Sabine, and said, “Mummy, and daddy need to discuss something in the kitchen sweetie. Is that what she really thought? “Shh, shh, shhh,” I soothed, giving her a good squeeze. She was leaning over the sink, looking in the mirror when she suddenly noticed me standing in the doorway, and turned to face me, her eyes going as wide as mine, and her mouth dropping open. I did not. I looked down, and much to my surprise, and embarrassment, there sticking out of the hole in my boxers was my morning wood. Chapter 1
“Jesus Christ Janice!” I hissed, attempting to keep my voice at a whisper. “No!” she

Sonia Bhabhi’s Desi Delights: Her Husband Devours Her Wet Pussy

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