Spying On Matured Desi Aunty Dressing In Bedroom
Perhaps a circle of teenagers sat drinking beers on the soccer field, watching Michelle walk naked and vulnerable across the parking lot. Or perhaps someone lurked in the woods, watching through the fence...He fought the panicked urge to rush Michelle back through the green door and insist she get dressed. The only thing that stopped him was seeing how her other hand traced circles over her bare leg and hip. Her eyes darted from side to side, but she breathed the night air like it was perfume. They walked, side by side, towards the middle of the parking lot, and she matched his pace with every step, walking on her toes across the asphalt as if she wore invisible high heels. Crickets chirped loudly from unseen hideouts, and from somewhere far away a train whistle wailed. Something scampered through a patch of dried leaves nearby, and Charlie jumped. He peered into the darkness, trying to identify what had made the noise, but Michelle just giggled and squeezed his hand. "It's all. .By now his hand had travelled further between my legs,and was slowly rubbing my very damp pussy ,through my lace panties. His bulge was now considerable, I had started to unzip his flys, and put my hand into his pants, feeling his lovely hard cock, I pulled it free, and started to pull his cock up and down, nice and slowly, he said to me if you carry on like that i'm going to cum, well I didn't want to waste it over my hand, I wanted it down my throat ! he said how about we leave, before we get thrown out, truthfully, I didn't even notice that we were being watched from the bar. though they could not really see what was going on under the table.So we left the bar, and he put his arm around me, we made some small talk, and passed a passage off new cavendish street, he pulled me into the alleyway, and started to kiss me, his tongue exploring my mouth, I reciprocated, kissing him passionately back, his hands going up my skirt from the rear, and mine heading for his bulge again, he.
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