Indian Tamil Wife Fucked By Husband's Friend

He moves in so she can feel his breath on her neck. She does not react, and this pleases him. He decides to let her continue, he whispers to her that ...he may turn around and start to remove his pants. He releases her hair as she turns around and she starts to undo the button on his pants and then slowly unzips them. She slides her hands inside and maneuvers his pants down, releasing his member, she kneels down slides them down and off each leg, and she awaits his next command. As she is. Not yet though. I wrap my hand around the shaft and my tongue around the tip. “Oh God, Abby please.” His voice is barely a whisper as he tries to press himself even closer. He wants me as much as I want him. I take as much of him as I can into my mouth, willing myself not to gag. I suck hard as I pull back and then take him in again. Further this time, all the way into the back of my throat. He’s cursing continuously under his breath, his hands tangled in my hair. With one hand between my. More

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