Indian Aunty Fucked By Delivery Boy

Her hips quickly matched his licking, even as he slowed down. “Don’t you dare slow down,” she barked. But he did anyway. And added a little more...pressure with each lick. Her hand again found its way to his hair and pulled him in tight. Her legs wrapped around his head and held him in place. He sped up just slightly, maintaining the pressure she needed. “Almost there….don’t you dare fucking stop…” He could almost hear her with her thighs locked around his head. He picked up the pace ever so. She whispered in my ear she wanted to go upstairs. Once in her room she sat on her bed, i asked if she had any baby oil so i could massage into her. she passed it to me and we both started to strip off . I went behind her and undid her bra and i reached round to touch her tits , her nipples standing out . She bent down to pull her thong off and all i remember thinking was her pussy was lush, big clit standing out a little hard. I told her to lay down on her back i wanted to rub oil into her. More

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