Devar Bhabhi - Indian Radha Bhabhi Ki Mast Chudai

After the thorough and drunken fucking I'd received not more than 3 hours ago, I felt like I deserved a bit of sleep. Fingers delicately ran up my arm... soft and inviting, trailing over the goosebumps. I couldn't help but smile as they shifted course and gently stroked up and down from my ribs to my hips, the blanket now only covering from my knees downwards. As they travelled upwards they began to glide closer and closer to my breasts. I felt a thrill within me, knowing that he was tantalising. "A gift, for you Doctor. From Greece." "Do you know what you could have done to yourself?!" he immediately tried to be angry, but only felt himself grateful for her return and utterly fascinated with what she'd done, eyes wandering to the statuette on his desk. He reached for it and brushed his fingers over the entire object, both disbelieving his eyes and checking the actual feel of the object. "It's been a long few days, Doctor. I tested this a few times first, I assure you. But I thought you. More

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