Young Indian Wife Karishma – Movies

She told him about the classes that she had signed up for and how she couldn’t wait to show him her new apartment. She unlocked her Ford and climbed...in. Being alone with her daddy and having him less than an arms length away from her was really doing a number on her resolve. She was doing her very best to focus on driving and getting home, and what she was going to cook, ok what she was going to order in. Basically anything and everything to keep her mind off the growing erection she had felt. “Which one’s yours?”“This one.”He threw me on the bed and kicked his pants off. I had a chance to see him close-up and thanked my lucky stars. He was indeed hairy, the long, shiny black fur covering his legs and chest. The tuft around his cock looked trimmed as well as the fuzz covering his balls. They suddenly looked very yummy. I pushed him on his back and sank his cock into my throat.“Oh, baby!” His entire body stiffened like a board, then relaxed as I started to bob on his prick. I liked. More

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