South Indian Couple Kissing

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.. yes... your house... I was... oh fuck yes!Offer myself... so horny... but... saw you... called... Bridget...asked her... to... ngggg." She devolved into incomprehensible moans asher slim body cane to a shuddering orgasm, face down, small breastspressed into the shag pile rug, ass high.You chuckled for a moment, savouring your control of this thrall for amoment. Then a collar was suddenly slipped about your neck. "Wait.What?" You ask as you realise Steve has returned. He clicks home apadlock as you reach for your neck then pulls your leash down andattaches the end to another D-bolt in the floor. "Stop. I didn't agreeto this..." you protest.Steve chuckles as he takes the zipper at the back of your velvetcheongsam and tugs it down then divests you of your dress. You findyourself naked in heels beside Bridget."I told her I knew who she was." Bridget confessed."Why did you do that?" I couldn't help myself..."Bridget blushes as she admits her weakness. "I'm sorry. She was makingme so. .." she grinned and squeezed my cock through my blankets. The other girls tittered, but she continued, "So Jake was up hiding in the bushes at the top of Park Hill when I got there. I wore a white blouse with red bra that you could just see when the light was bright and my little red pleated polyester miniskirt, you know the one. I sat down by the bench under the light and waited a minute or two, then unbuttoned my blouse and started massaging my breasts through my bra like this." Then she ran her hands over her bra clad flesh and I couldn't help but watch her act out her sexy scene.Now a little flushed, with her nipples poking out slightly she continued, "I tried to turn left and right a bit to make sure wherever he was hiding he would get some good photos, then I texted Russ with a simple 'rdy'." A minute went by, then I heard a little buzz and a whisper from my left, stood up and turned on my flashlight. Jake was there with his phone and a camera, but his pants were pulled.
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She pulled herself off my body, knelt on the seat beside me, and pushed my cock into her mouth. She furiously started sucking me and within seconds the cum starting pouring into her mouth. I watched her head jerk back as the first stream clearly struck her throat. I was in heaven. Sheri continued slowly sucking me until every drop of cum was emptied from my balls. She licked me and rubbed me with her hand and tits. “That was amazing, baby,” she said to me. I looked at the clock and it was 11:20 already. “Come on, I have to get you home.” I held her for just a few moments. We kissed and smiled and talked about our great night. We got dressed and made the climb back into the front seat. Slowly, we made our way out of the fire road back to civilization. We got to Sheri’s house at about 11:50. “Do you want to come in for a few minutes?” she asked. “Sure,” I said as we both got out of the car. All the lights were off in the house except a lamp in the living room. I waited in the kitchen.

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