I explored yes ,we .I mean myself and my friend urmila. I wanted her begging for it when I was ready to ram it to her-and she was almost there. Desi indian Ana asked me to have tea but I refused since I already was full. Sana switched of the light and we lied on ground. I said ok to her and dropped the phone. I could feel its thickness expanding more with each thrust I made up into the wet hot passage, its relentless lust fed by the very hopelessness of the unwilling woman now squirming incoherently beneath me. She hurriedly squeezed my cock and pushed me back pointing towards the kitchen meaning that the woman is there. Through half-closed eyes, urmila could see a stranger’s face, dimly visible as I leaned down between her widespread legs. She had never expected it could be like this, that I could bring such glorious sensual feelings to her experienced body. I was feeling locked on the cleavage showing between
