Fucking My Indian Desi Housewife Part 2

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What the hells the matter with me i thought.i got up to go to the bathroom realising i had a cum filled tissue in my hand,oh no raynors got up at the same time.shit ill have to pretend i got a runny nose.yuk.the smell of spunk.raynor grunted good morning as i courteiousley let her go to the bathroom ahead of me.i realised her door was ajar and im afraid i couldnt help myself i took a peak.no dildo.i went back to mays room trying to tell me self to stop being a pervert and get these crazy thoughts out of my head.i heard the bathroom door go and ray popped her pretty head round the door,"thanks for earlier she said",i thought no thank you hun for letting me see your gourgeous pussy.i mumbled something about didnt want you catching cold and other small talk about decorating and she went back to her room.anyway i thought i better get myself cleaned up and headed once again for the bathroom.i was in the shower when i heard some noise from raynors room.the shower is against raynors wall. And I can honestly say, I've seen a few."Ah ... wow," was all I could really say."Well?" she pressed once more. "Are they or aren't they as pretty as hers are?" Much more ... beautiful," I stammered. "And besides, like I said, hers probably aren't even real anyway," I added, though that didn't seem to impress Jill a whole lot.Jill looked at the TV once again just as the pool guy had finished putting some sun-tan oil on the girls back which she'd obviously coaxed him into doing for her, and then had turned so that he'd apply some of it to her breasts as well. His hands were still fixed on the girl's tits and he was now obviously playing with them, not just rubbing on the suntan oil."See how they hardly even move while he's touching them?" I pointed out. "That's one for sure way you can tell."I didn't catch the movement at first, but then suddenly Jill had stood and had stepped in front of me blocking the TV."Go ahead, touch them," she stated. "Tell me if you like the way these feel.
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“Turn around and let me see that ass!” I said. I meant it as a request, but it came out sounding like a command. Gwen didn’t mind; she stood up, turned around, and unbuttoned her jeans. As she pulled them down, I was thinking I’d just get to see her ass covered by her panties, but to my surprise she pulled both down and bent over.Because of the lighting, and the way her legs were together because of her pants being at her knees, I could see her ass but only a hint of the prize I was wanting to see. She shook her ass side to side, slowly and sensuously, then turned back to the camera. She leaned down, and I was afraid the show was over, at least for now. Instead of pulling her pants up, like I was half expecting, she pulled them the rest of the way off and sat back on the chair. She adjusted the camera so that I could see her boobs and pussy at the same time.“Is this what you wanted to see?” She asked, rubbing her hands on her thighs, legs spread. Her hands would pull, causing her lips.

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