Madrasi Indian Aunty Giving Blowjob To Her Boyfriend

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WTF? She slowly walked towards me, keeping her legs tight together. I assumed she was walking that way in an effort to walk sexy…was I wrong. She stopped in front of me, my face about a foot from her crotch, when she suddenly spread her legs and un-tucked her massive, already rock hard, cock. It was definitely 9′ but that wasn’t the most impressive feature, it was thick, almost soda can thick. How the heck was she even able to tuck that thing away? I just gawked at that monstrous member, thinking what the hell am I going to do with this thing. Gloria must have realized my apprehension as she grabbed my head and f***ed her cock into my mouth. It was so thick I could barely get it all in. Due to the fact I had never sucked a cock before and that this cock was so huge, I was worried I was grating her. I tried recalling how woman sucked me and getting into the moment grabbed her and f***ed as much of her massive cock into my mouth as I could. I was so excited, my cock started screaming. Jenny continued in a sexy but demanding tone, “Well I was turned on as well and I want you to give me tongue sex right here and right now.” The woman didn’t even wait for an answer but stepped next to Sarah and taking her hand in hers guided Sarah’s fingers under her dress and along her very wet pussy lips. Sarah was quite taken by Jenny’s audacity but didn’t object as she replied, “Hi Jenny. I’m Sarah and yes I would love to give you an orgasm.”Jenny leaned in and kissed Sarah on the lips as Sarah eased her fingers inside Jenny’s vagina and flicked her taut clit. It didn’t take long for Jenny to cum and she let out louder and louder gasps. Jenny then ordered, “On your knees and give me that tongue sex.”Sarah loved the feeling of humiliation as she did as she was told edging her face between Jenny’s thighs knowing the stinging still cascading around her own bottom would be enough to make her cum as wellNeither Jenny nor Sarah heard the bathroom door open and one of the residents come.
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“Oh, yeah! Then what is it?” “I…I…I can’t help it.” My anger slackened a bit. “What do you mean I can’t help it?” She remained silent, detached, her eyes focused on a corner of the bathroom. I fast walked to her, snatched her shoulders and shook her to life. My black eyes drilled holes into her hazel ones. “What do you mean?” “No, let go,” she said, trying to push me back. “I don’t want to.” “Tell me what’s going on?” My hot, caffeine soaked breath struck her face. Her nostrils twitched, and then her lips parted and took in a soft lungful. Then she latched onto me. Her right hand grabbed onto the short hairs on the back of my head and shoved her moistened lips into mine. They were soft and tasted of strawberries. Her breath poured into me and I could sense the vodka and rum. It mingled with my soda breath into one intoxicating aroma. God it felt so good. I felt her breasts press against my chest, are twin heartbeats playing a duet. Her left hand flew to the crotch of my slacks and.

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