Indian Aunty Rubbing Her Pussy And Masturbating

‘I keep my promises. Do you want me to go?’ ‘I want to feel you again. Inside me.’ This time it was she who pulled us together, face to face, ...ips to hips, her hands through my hair, down my back, stroking my hardening cock. ‘I’m a little dry,’ she said, motioning me towards her pussy. ‘Happy to help,’ I grinned. She wasn’t dry at all. She just wanted my tongue back on her clit, and I was more than happy to oblige. It was gentler this time, she was a little sore. She reached for the condom,. The sound he tried to make, either from being kissed, or having my fingers wrapping around his soft dick, or both, was stifled by my mouth. However, his attempt to cry-out did cause his mouth to open, which gave me the perfect opportunity to shove my tongue inside. As I deep-kissed his unresponsive mouth, he upped his attempt to get away from me. I simply gripped his hair tighter with one hand, used my other hand to pull him closer to me, that hand still firmly holding him between his. More

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