Hotwife India Summer Squirting For Her Bull

“Are you jealous?” “No,” Dan lied as the garage door went up and he pulled out of the driveway. “Maybe I gave him a little head. Or I let hi... finger my wet pussy,” Natalie teased. Dan sighed. He could tell that Natalie was in a playful mood. Her mischievous laugh filled the car. “Haha, don’t worry, I’m just kidding. We didn’t do anything, just studied,” Natalie admitted with a smile. “Besides, I’m saving it for you.” She lifted the hem of her skirt, parting her thighs to show off her purple. She could figure it out for herself, I thought. I stood up from the chair. “Where are you going?” she asked me immediately, wanting to fish my answer. “Dress up. We’re going to school.” I headed for the door, to the hanger, to get my sweater. The sound of the rain pounding heavily outside the door daunted me, though. Christina stood up abruptly from the table. “Are you seriously serious?! It’s raining like hell. I’m not going to school in this weather.” I took a glance at her ass, and the. More

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