Indian housewife with her husband

I ran my hands slowly up and down her back as she continued to move slowly on me. She pulled back once more looking down at me. “I could get very us...d to this.”, she whispered. “So could I.”, I replied. Robin began to move slightly faster on me resting on her hands for balance. I could feel the juices running out of her as she rode my dick like it was the most natural thing on earth to do. I knew I wasn’t going to be able to hold out much longer. Thankfully, she arrived a few seconds before I. I didn't know you were back." The fact that she did not try to cover up or turn away told him that she most certainly did know that he was back. She was not very subtle, but he found the little drama poignant. And she was certainly not hard to look at."Darlene, you certainly don't have to cover up for my sake. I'll have to think of other ways to sneak in on you." He was rewarded with a flaming blush, but still no attempt to conceal what the lingerie displayed so fetchingly. "Tell you what. I'll. More

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