Indian Girl & Her Boyfriend

Now my hand was caressing her navel, slender waist & tiny blouse at back. She placed her hand on my pant & her fingers opened my zip. She was caressin... the bulge in my underwear. I was getting hard. I unhooked & opened her low cut black blouse & saw pyramids of sex; hard & pointed boobs hidden in half cup black net bra, ready to be squeezed. She opened my shirt & threw it away. She was slowly rubbing her palm on my chest. I also unwound her saree & made her lift her gaand & removed her saree.. .." It means you'll kill her." No, it means I'll probably keep her." You're a sick bastard," he laughed."Yeah, I know that."We put the passed-out girl in the trunk of my black Mercedes AMG GT – she was so little folded up in that bag that she actually fitted there – and I headed upstairs, to my company that occupied three floors on that building, while Roy left. Klavenko was already talking with Andrew, my associate, when I came in. He looked at me completely lost, probably asking himself why. More

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