Horny Desi Bhabhi Shows Her Boobs And Masturbating Part 5 Indian Porn Online

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"Thanks, I really needed that" she said before wrinkling her nose and saying "damn I stink! How can you stand to be in the same room with me?"I had ki...nd of toned down my olfactory sense as we cuddled. I hadn't wanted to mention that she smelled like she hadn't bathed or changed in a month. She even managed a small smile when I offered her the use of my shower and a really big one when I offered to wash her back.I appreciated the scenery but we didn't fool around at all until after the first. She did a slow pirouette and informed me that this was the outfit that I had failed to notice on opening night. It was black silk pleated mini-skirt, black silk blouse, a black leather vest and high heeled ankle boots.Now in my ignorance I assumed she would sit my lap in the traditional fashion and I would receive a closed mouth kiss on the lips, no harm in that I reasoned. So I was taken aback when she walked up next to my chair and very ladylike hiked up her skirt, she then threw a leg over. When I opened my eyes, I saw Kiran staring at me awestruck with her mouth eye wide opened – as a little girl had seen her hero do something amazing. She blurted out to me “ Wow Raghav that, that was really superb. I have never seen anyone shooting like that not even in the movies.” Saying so she came up to me and planted a long wet {remember Anitha’s cunt juice, my semen, Kiran’s saliva and sweat all interspersed} kiss on my lips [the routine Kiran does to me whenever she is pleased with me].. No other reason.”I smiled and said, “Tonight after school. Dad gets home about five-thirty.”Then I reached out and placed my hand on her right shoulder. I ran my hand over her right breast, down her tummy, and between her legs. She clamped her knees together but my hand was already between them. I slid my hand up between her warm thighs until I touched her panties. She jumped away from me when other students came in for her next class. Her panties were wet, she had been thinking about me since.

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