Desi Dancing

I sucked harder on her nub.“Kora!” she whimpered, her body bucking. “Ooh, that’s nice.”My pussy clenched, juices running down my naked body....I shivered, my breasts jiggling, ruby amulet swaying between them, brushing the girl’s skin. Her hand reached out, brushing my round breast, squeezing my tit as her awakened passion drove her to explore her sexuality.I nipped her nipple, making her gasp, her thighs pressing together, still covered by her slip. I stared down her body, wanting to unveil all. “I’m taking care of everything here, while mister just lays in bed in his boxers.” “Danielle…” you try to interrupt. “All you think about is sex. I’m doing the best I can and all you want is to fuck me right here in the kitchen,” she says as she looks at your boner. “Now leave me alone,” she softly says. You walk away from your angry girlfriend and put on some clothes. What Danielle said is not entirely true. It’s true that she does most of the work. She’s got a job to pay the rent, she. More

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