Desi wife Fucking

Furiously she had confronted him with her knowledge and his betrayal. He had laughed in her face. Hysterically she had thrown herself at him trying to...scratch his eyes out. He had easily handled her and within moments the struggling girl had found herself with her jeans and panties down at her knees and her body draped over his lap. He had spanked her like a little girl till she had cried and begged him to stop.He had then unceremoniously dumped her between his legs and ordered her to suck him. ” she says and hands me something in a closed fist, “Keep them as a momento of our afternoon.”I look down to see her lacy red panties in my hand, as Di continues, “Next time your wife won’t let you have sex, think of me and shoot your load in these instead…” she offers, a wicked smile appearing on her lips as she makes her suggestion.“I really should have married you!” I say once more…She laughs and gives me one last peck on the cheek, “Until next time, lover.” she breathes, before stroking my. More

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