She gripped it wielding it high like a samurai sword her legs tensed balancing on heels, grey skirt showing her thighs pushed hard against the material ready for battle. This time he remained a little longer getting his hands around her waist one gripping ripe tits holding her in place as he made more of a fucking rhythm. Indian Sex She gave a frustrated howl when both arms were locked out her breasts swaying with gravity beneath her twisting shoulders. Diora started to gasp and wrestle more with her binds as she began to understand his actions. Cassy shook her head not wanting to look down but unable to look away from the deep sensation filled eyes of the brunette. At its base it had two 3 inch storks pointing up together, in size and shape like two fat fingers in a v signal. She knew that it was no idle boast he made to the kneeling Cassy, and that her friends tongue tasted her excited dripping juice collected by his twisting cock.
