I held her nipple between my fingers adn slowly turned it till Swati sighed and held on Raghu’s buttocks for support. Raghu ran his hands through her hair and started to move back and forth. Desi aunty sex I sat behind her and pushed my hand inside her panties to cup her warmness. Rghu pressed her boobs with both hands and Swati sighed with pleasure. Raghu massaged his dick and the took it out.”Go on and suck him,”I said and slowly made swati sit down in front of him. One day my old friend and college room mate Swati was visiting me.Swati was my age but not married sicne her father was sick and there was noone to take care of her. We went to the bedroom on upstairs where Raghut ook his shirt and jeans off. Swati went willingly. Now he had cupped her pendulous breasts through ehr armpits and he was ramming like a psiton in her. One day my old friend and college room mate Swati
