My Desi Wife Getting Fucked Hard

My entire life, I was obsessed with the idea of being with an older woman. Desi chut Her sister’s boyfriend tried to unhook his partner’s bra, but she giggled and pushed him away, only to pull him right back. The four of us walked down to the cracked opening of a park towards near the lake. Her sister and her boyfriend walked ahead while I and Neeta lagged behind, carrying ice-creams, idly chatting and sizing each other up. Her right hand disappeared beneath his pants. Slowly massaging the crotch I cupped my hand beneath her pussy. While fingering Neeta, we both we hot as hell and we both wanted each other very badly. I fantasized constantly, admiring teachers, women on the street, and even a few of his friends’ mothers.

My Desi Wife Getting Fucked Hard

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