INDIAN WIFE SHARED WITH FRIEND FUCKED HARD WITH MOANS

She had found her clit. I saw how she fingered her little button intensely with two fingers. “Come on, dear,” I encouraged her, “finger your swe...t pussy. Show me how you come.”She looked at me, breathing heavily, her fingers dancing over her pussy. She was clearly not shy about fingering herself anymore, shaking as her fingers rubbed faster and faster, until she was going over the edge.“Ooooooh, yes. Oh, this is ..... aaaaah!!”I looked as her first orgasm raged thru her body. She convulsed in. I was very hungry and truly enjoyed the simple meal.Wanda was still dressed the same way she was when leaving me after the double fuck. I was wondering whether she had put on any panties... Believe it or not, I was getting horny again as we were finishing our first lunch together.Wanda cleared the table. As she leaned forward I noticed she did not wear a bra, her tiny tits were hanging loose underneath her blouse. This made me even more interested and I followed her back into the kitchen. I. More

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