Desi Bhabhi’s Wild Ride With Me – Part 2

She cried into her hands, holding her mouth shut trying to stay quiet. I felt strange and confused as I pawed at my raw wet vagina and winced as my naughty area stung in pain. Indian Sex I felt warm and my body numb, like I’d drank too much wine as the ground moved quickly beneath me. But as I sank my cock inside her I could feel resistance as the bulge in the middle of my cock struggled to enter her tight little entrance. I struggled to lift it’s weight above me as I slapped it hard into my face, rubbing it all around my lips and my nose and my cheeks, basking in the disgustingly, musky, delicious hot odour radiating from it. I lamented having to give her to the Entity as depraved, sexual thoughts ran through my head. My dick was ready again, it was time… To my surprise, she didn’t notice me as I crept over to her. She made me smile as I pushed her down sinking my cock further inside, my bulge slipping slowly inside until with an audible squish it finally fit inside her wonderful tight little hole.

Desi Bhabhi’s Wild Ride With Me – Part 2

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