Forbidden Desires From India

We then showered (with a quick finger fuck) and I go downstairs. I wake up to the feeling of the hood being pulled off me, my eyes wandering around the room, squinting. Sex xnxx You still look at me without the lust and devotion you had just yesterday. Sighing I pick up the nipple clamps and attach them before whispering “you came to me… ”
I slap my slut. Carrying you to the bedroom I throw you face first onto the bed, your arse jiggling as you bounce onto the matress. Straddling you to keep you pinned down, I pull your hair back into a ponytail, they way I like it the best. Leaning over I woke Lisa in the way she was so fond of, by twisting her nipples and sliding my cock between her legs. For a good few minutes I just enjoy the scene of you strapped there, your tits hanging down, your firm pale ass in the air, the smell of your lust and the shimmer of your juices between your two puffy cunt lips. “No?” You ask again
“Eehhh. … I see my pussy juices all over the plastic floor!! “You did well today slut” I whisper.

Forbidden Desires From India

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