Indian Boy Fucking His Boss Wife! My Husband Couldn't Fuck Me
" Look in your mailbox."The line went dead.Kim, stunned, walked down to the lobby and opened her box. Among the circulars was an unmarked envelope. Returning to her room, the beautiful Lakota Indian with a now troubled expression on her face opened the envelope.Kim's breath left her with an audible gasp. Inside were three photographs of she and Gina, naked and making love in Gina's bedroom, obviously shot through the small slit where the shade had not quite been lowered all the way. The faces were obscured in one, but in the other photos, both Kim and Gina were easily recognizable. The only reason they were unrecognizable in the first photo was because their faces were buried in each other's nests.Kim's heart and mind raced. Why had Johnny done this? What did he want?The phone tweeted as all modern phones do."Now listen..." came the voice."Johnny, you can't do this," she interrupted, "I don't care about me but this would ruin Gina's career." I know, darlin', I know." What do you. He was hard now, his wide dickhead choking deep into my throat. By now I had figured out how to not panic but breath through my nose with my throat clogged with cock head. Bert was in no hurry to cum this time. He was leisured in his fucking of my mouth, working his dick deep into my throat. He slowly but definitely picked up the pace. His cock is thrusting deeply and pulling back. I sucked greedily on his juices. He began to gain momentum; my new found breathing technique was beginning to fail. I gagged, my eyes teared, I gasped for breath in between his thrusts. My own cock, swollen hard angry red, pissed out an almost steady flow of pre cum. His pace quickened, he grunted and hissed. “I’m going to fuck you, I’m going to fucking cum in your mouth, I’m fucking you” he cried and I felt him squirt semen into the back of my throat. Hot and salty, again and then again it squirted. “Yes, he cried out, yes, suck my cum you fucking slut”. My nose was pressed hard into his pubic hair as.
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