Desi Aunty Stripping For Her BF

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She gave me shorts and a t-shirt of her brother to change. Luckily it fitted me perfectly and she went inside to change.When she came out, my heart just blew up. She was wearing a hot sexy red color transparent lingerie (red was her favorite color and so is mine). I was lying on the bed and she came straight to me. I got up and hugged her tightly. I was looking into her eyes and then I slowly started kissing and smooching her while squeezing her ass tightly. She was rubbing her body against mine.Then I turned her around, removed my t-shirt and shorts and was hugging her from behind, squeezing her boobs and licking her neck. Julie was too aroused by then and her whole body was heated up and so was mine. I was rubbing my dick from behind on her ass crack. I then removed my undies and moved aside the strip of her thong. Next, I was rubbing her clitoris and her pussy and slowly making her wet.She got hold of my dick and started stroking it front and back. Then she got down on her knees. "Where the fuck have you been?" My Mistress growled "Your late" "Sorry Mistress I …" "On your knees and face the floor when you speak to me!" I dropped to the floor . She walked behind me holding her cane. Swish it landed on my thighs. "Oww. Yes Mistress may I have another?" "Pull your trousers down slave. " I undid my belt and unzipped my trousers. SWISH! "Oww Fuck. Please may I have another" still on my knees facing the floor I used both hands to reveal my tanned bottom.SWISH. "OOOOOWWWWW! Please may I have another." I whimpered."Stand over there facing the wall and remove your clothes. The house is a mess and we have guests coming for drinks. Please clean the house and then get suitably dressed. " my Mistress commanded.I removed my clothes quickly and hung them in the hall closet. I walked to the main open plan living area, naked, and made a start in the kitchen. My Mistress watched. "Aren't you forgetting something slave? I don't want to watch your chubby ass and pathetically.
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She was super horny and was on her knees before I got my boxers off. She started blowing me and I was rock hard instantly. She jumped on the bed and spread her chubby legs. “fuck me” she saidI jumped on top of her and slid in. She was soaking wet. My 6” dick has never been much for her but this time I just fell right in. She was so open and that turns me on huge. I slowly went in and out of her but she wanted it hard, holding her legs up begging me to pound her. When I wouldn’t go any hard because I was worried he would hear she pushed me off of her and got on top of me. She slid down my shaft easily and started to really slam herself down on me. I tried to slow her down but she got mad and leaned in to me whispering in my ear.“maybe I want to get caught”She sat up reached over to the door knob and cracked the door open which faces right into the living room where Jack was sitting. His chair faces away from the spare bedroom door but she could see the back of his head and what he was.

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