Indian Village – Desi Bhabhi Fingering

I didn’t care. All I cared about was cumming… Afterwards, I slid down the side of the car to my knees, the handle of her nightstick still impaling...me, sobbing as I tried to catch my breath, unaware of my surroundings until I heard her voice, felt her touch as she tugged playfully on the baton imbedded in my dripping wet cunt. “Remember your promise, slut?” “Anything.” I answered, my words just loud enough to be heard as I fought for breath, my senses slowly coming back to me, Officer Ally’s. Marko, was obedient. He was a pretty handsome and well-preserved man, but with the new way of healthy eating introduced by his wife, he lost even more weight. But Mrs. Dora still didn't trust her husband… He was really looking forward to going to her mother's for lunch on Sundays, because he was always greeted there by roast meat, potatoes, rice, apple strudel or something like that… Then he would gladly eat it, moreover, he especially enjoyed dipping white bread in roasted meat juice. To Ms.. More

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