Desi Girlfriend Navel Fetish – Compilation

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Intalo o chinna pilla chenguna lady la parugu peduthu snanani ki vellindi.ame vanti mida bra tappa mareme ledu.chinni chinni bayalu bayatiki vachhi nannu rechha gottayi.nenu tappu anukuntene malli a pilla bayatiki vachhevaraku chustunnanu.intalo evaro ravatam tho nenu lopaliki vellanu.talupu sandu lonundi chustunnanu.pilla bayataku vachhindi.vanti meda panty pina gown vesukuni nilchundi.nenu bayataku vachhi aa pillanu chusi chudanattuga niluchini pakka valla to matladutunnanu.kani na chupulu gown lo ninchi kanapade ame salla mida ame pirrala mida.pirrala mida tella tella ga chayalu.pilla appude pakvaniki vastundemo.marusati roju kuda ade samayaniki aa pilla kosam eduruchusanu.ninduga dress lo ne snananiki vellindi.battalu anni vippi dadi mida vesindi.rekula gadi ki unna bokka lo nunchi a pilla bokkanu chustunnanu.unnatundi pilla chipuru pulla tesukini pukuloki munduku venukaku jaruputondi.nenu emichestunnavu ani adige sariki kka sariga bayapadinidi.maru roju nannu chusi navvindi.pilla. (What the hell?) I figured just going for it putting my hand back around my shaft and started stroking, Leo moved around getting a look at me from angle he could even getting down and looking up at the underside of my dick and balls. Truthfully I was aroused; I mean I’ve never had anyone so transfixed on my dick the way Leo was, I opened my eyes glanced down and found Leo down on his knees in front of me looking right into the eye of my dick, I don’t know exactly what he was expecting but that looked like an invitation to me. I shut my eyes again and started stroking faster letting out genuine but well placed soft moans of pleasure trying to let him know on some level that if he didn’t move he would get a little more than he bargained for. I warned Leo with my moans but either he didn’t get the hint or didn’t care that any moment I was going to pop, still jacking with my eyes shut I felt something warm and wet against the tip of my dick it was only for a moment and I didn’t check I.
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