She looks up annoyed at me and says, "not in my hair." Great, the diva bitch attitude is already starting. This whore is not famous or hot enough to b...e copping an attitude. And her hair is not worth worrying over.I tell her not to flatter herself, producing an angry, almost hurt, face before I force my cock back in her mouth. She keeps giving a half-hearted fight by pushing her hands against my hips, but for the most part she's compliant. Her mouth is amazing. After a few minutes I start to. Candice turned her head just enough for me to kiss her. She then bent down to spread the blanket onto the grass for the show. While she still faced the guy in the river, her hands were behind her back as she tried her best to unbuckle my belt and pants. I could tell she was a bit nervous by the awkward way she was getting the job done. After she had my belt unbuckled she began to loosen my jeans. Then we noticed the fisherman moving slowly closer towards us to get a better look, and my wife. I was so lost in my hormone-fueled musings that I didn't realize my cock had sprung to life. It was quite often a challenge to keep the damn thing down -- or at least hidden. I was just trying to adjust my partial erection when the woman who had caused it squealed in pain and collapsed on the sand. I paused in surprise for only a second, then sprinted to her aid. I reached her side just as she was sitting up and saying, "Fucking rednecks!" "Who? What happened?" I asked as I knelt beside. As she was wearing a saree my hand was on her naked waist . Slowly I moved my hand on her waist and pinched it. Meera suddenly became stiff and whispered “ bhaiyaji yah kya kar raha ho” I didn’t say anything and pushed my rod hard 7 inches prick in her arse and started rubbing it on her arse cheeks. I put my hand on her boobs and pressed them hard. Meera started to push my hand away . I whispered in her ear ‘ meera mujha tumhari chut marni hai please marna do bahut din ho gay hai main aapna.