Indian Bihari Bhabi Fucking Her Husband
I tried to stand but my legs refused to obey my commands and I would’ve fallen in a heap on the floor if Paul hadn’t wrapped his arms about me and sat me back on the table. I could feel the heat from my right cheek throb from the spanking I had received as well as our combined secretions pooling on the table top between beneath my oozing pussy. His hand slid through my disheveled hair and I opened my eyes as I felt his lips land softly upon mine. I closed them again as we shared a long gentle kiss; my trembling hands upon his hips as we kissed like lovers do.“Thank you,” I whispered as our mouths parted.“You’re welcome,” he replied. I didn’t have to open my eyes to see the smile on his lips.I returned the grin, my fingernails scratching at his hips; “So… anything I said… and anything I meant!” I opened my eyes and stared into his before glancing down to his cock which brought a further smile to my lips as even in its flaccid state it was almost six inches long. “You want me to get. I put down my bags and stood behind him as he stirred the pans on the hob. I hitched up the tight dress until his bum was fully exposed. I took a photograph of him stood there doing his chores. That sweet butt looking as tasty as it could be. I turned him round and pulled the thong down. For once he was properly soft. I lifted his pretty penis up with his testicles and put it all in my mouth. All of it. I sucked it all and then tucked it all back in the thong just as I felt it begin to enlarge. I rolled the dress down and headed upstairs to prepare the room.Later when we were relaxed and ready we headed upstairs. Harrison saw the restraints at the corners of the bed and hanging from a the chair. He saw the black corset laid out on the bed and the long dildo on the bedside table alongside a black blindfold.“Take the dress off, Leave the hold-ups on but nothing else.” I instructed. He quickly obeyed in silence. When he was finished he stood upright.“Hands on your hips.” I added and.
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