Indian Aunty Having Sex In Kitchen

Me:- hello handsome. Dav:- hey bitchy babe. Can’t wait to eat your bubbly body. Keep it fresh…I’ll reach there within 10 mins to taste the meat....(he said in a dominating tone)I cut the call and checked my dress,applied the famous purple CK perfume and took a look into the fridge, just to check whether anything is available to satisfy hunger after the Hungama in bed and switched on the tv and put some Hindi romantic song on it.15 minutes later I heard the calling bell. It was like a. Maine usaka land bahar nikala our sirf supade ko muh me leke chusane lagi. Aisa karane se virya muh me girata hai our fir usake swad lete hue pine me bada maja aata hai. To 1 minut me hi usane virya chor diya. Our main as usual pura pi gayee. Muje bada maja aa raha tha. is beech usane mere sar ko pakadane ke alawa our kuch nahin kiya.Fir jab maine usaka land bahar nikala to wo sofe par baith gaya. ab usane bola mam aap bahot sexy our mast ho. Main mukurane lagi our boli tareef se kaam nahin. “I never told you to look away from me,” I said firmly, as his puffy welled-up eyes turned back to me. I don’t know if I’d go as far to say that his eyes were still full of fear. His expression showed more pain and confusion, than fright. “Now get in the fucking lake and clean all that shit off your body, then I’ll decide what I’m going to do to punish you for running.” He hesitated. “Now!” I barked. He was in the lake in a flash and I gave him instructions as he cleaned himself. . .what Jess hadn’t told me was that Jo was at least half Asian, almond shaped eyes and the luscious black hair showing she had an Asian parent on one side at least, I couldn’t want for more, I’d always wanted to fuck an Asian girl but never had the chance, well until today, and half Asian would do me just fine.Jo was sat down on the sofa when I got to the lounge, and I asked if she fancied a drink, she shook her head, she smiled and must have seen the bulge in my trousers it was sticking out for.