Naughty Housewife Divya’s Secret Rendezvous With Her Husband’s Best Friend

My hands were on shoulders, which had the added effect of further making my body available to them. XXX I fucked him with several strokes until I had him seated deep inside me. “The studies are there. My pussy felt his cock head and I made a minor adjustment to feel it at my opening. I maintained a look of temptation fueled by my own arousal. “This is a truly unique opportunity for us, gentlemen.” His hands moved off my shoulders, down my arms, and around my waist. My arms sagged under the twitching of muscles and my abdomen abruptly pressed into the ledge. My nipples were erect nubs standing out on the tips of my breasts and I could feel the wetness between my thighs.

Naughty Housewife Divya’s Secret Rendezvous With Her Husband’s Best Friend

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