Mature South Indian Aunty Gets Fucked In Kitchen

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Kabhi gand ki taraf dekhta.Pichle baar jab wo aai thi tab se usme bahut badlaav aae the. Wo ekdum figure me aa gai thi. Uski figure kareeb 34 22 36 dogi. Uski gand to bahut nasheeli lag rahi thi. Garmi ka mausam tha is lia mai boxers me hi tha, baniyan bhi nahi pehena tha. Uske saamne aisa mere lia koi badi baat nahi tha. Uska lagbhag sara bachpan mere hi ghar me gujara tha. Usne bhi halke kapde pehene hua the safed rang ki sleevless top slip aur kale rang ki Kepree. Wo tight kapde uski sundarta par aur bhi char chand laga rahe the.Wo mere sath bahut frank thi is lia usne mujhse kaha mera gift kahaa hai ha?Mai: Sorry didi, is saal mai pata nahi kaise bhool gaya. Padhai ke dabaw ke karan mai to apne khud ka bh janamdin bhool gaya tha.Sonu(nakali naraajgi jatate hue. Jaao mai tujhse baat nahi karti.Mai: Aise mat kaho na Sonu didi. Accha thik hai mai tumhare lia mere Guitar Par Gana Bajata hu. Ye sunkar wo bahut khush hui. Maine happy birthday ka gana bajaya. Uski aankhe bhar aai aur wo. As he walked closer and knelt on the bed, I had to fight my body to stay in fake asleep. He grabbed my legs, placing me diagonally on our bed. My body was rested and wanted him but I allowed my legs to be bent and spread, keeping quiet. I felt his breath on my inner thighs, I felt his tender kisses. My body was going wild, but I was still keeping quiet, my eyes shut, fighting to appear asleep. As he moved his kisses in closer and closer, it got more difficult to fake that I was truly sleeping. He finally started licking and sucking on me. I gasped and moaned - my cover was blown. My husband quit and tried apologizing. I told him I wouldn't have wanted to wake up any other way... and he continued. He started to kiss his way up my body, only stopping to glide his tongue over my breasts, gently sucking on them. He kissed his way further up my body, stopping again to kiss my neck. He knew all the right spots to kiss on my neck, knowing some areas turn me on more than others. Before he.
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