I fucked my friend's wife devika with her husband

I felt her began to rub my chest getting lower to my crotch. She got off my lap and was now sitting next to me as she leaned back over my chest to rub...it. I could feel her right hand inch lower down my thigh. She sc****d her nails along the inside of my thigh.I next felt her left hand trace my upper abs. I smiled when I finally felt her trace the outline of my erect cock in my shorts. She gently rubbed her middle finger on the tip of my cock. She began to kiss me again as she began to tug on my. I held her with two arms. We sat for a few minutes keeping my sagging cock in her cum filled clit.I lifted her to our bedroom and dropped her in the bed where only my wife had legal and moral right to sleep with me. But at this height of ecstasy, who cared this silly question of morality? I lay by her side. Hugged her passionately. Regaining the energy that was burnt out in the amazing ****ing in the toilet. Even i forgot to remove the bedcover and forgot that the huge load i dumped on her. More

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