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The rain wasn’t stopping and slowly one by one, people started leaving.I didn’t wanna take another risk of traveling in the rain. So I just stood ...here with the other two-three people alongside. That was when I saw a girl, black hair, red churidar, definitely not Chennai based, probably Hindi (I could guess because I have my roots up north too).“Damn man, her figure,” I thought to myself the minute I saw her. Perfect round ass, sleek hips. I couldn’t see much more because of the dim lights but. The more she scratched the more I sucked hard on her breasts. She groaned and moaned.“Are you ready for my cock you bitch?”“I told you not to call me that?”“You are such a slut, and I’m fucking Paul’s wife, my friend’s wife, just the thought of it makes me hard”She looked towards her sides not making eye contact with me anymore. I placed the tip of my cock near the entrance of her pussy, she was so wet that it would go in without any help. I teased her for a while, and her eyes went big to. More

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