Desi Indian Aunty Getting Nude

She still had her panties down and started stroking her pussy. She leaned back and looked at my dick and her saliva that had made it so wet and slick....She seemed to be studying it; the veins, the way it was throbbing, and its general size. She very slowly leaned forward and took as much as she could into her mouth. She wrapped those wonderful lips around my cock and swirled her tongue across the bottom of the head and moved her head back and forth slowly as I stood there transfixed. My wife. Instinctively, as the blood rushed to my face, I clamped my legs together in panic. When Skip saw my legs snap close, his face broke into a smile. I was trying to scream, "Go, away. Leave me alone!" But it wasn't working. Instead, my eyes were drinking in Skip's beautiful physique, that chest, those abs, the strong farm boy arms and hands. God, those hands! If he'd said something, anything at all, I probably would have screamed for real. But he didn't. He just looked at me with unmistakable. More

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