Desi Babe Nipple Pinching 3

“Wanna sit?”We walked toward the couch – the couch where she had kissed me. Sitting down I bit my lower lip – a nervous habit.“I’m married...” I blurted out, a lot louder than I meant to.“I know.” Tori smiled.“I don’t want a girlfriend. I’m not a lesbian. But, but you intrigue me.”“I get it.” Tori was so blunt. That was one thing I appreciated about her – no bullshit. “You just want to have sex, right? No strings attached?”“Right.”I was worried she would be offended – that she’d fallen for me and. The feel of his long thick cock caressing the opening of her womb, the mixture of his fluid as well as hers telling her in a millisecond that this was going to be one of 'those' orgasms. She didn't have them often, but she knew the feeling, knew the difference when she was going to.Patti sat twisting, pulling, pinching her nipples much harder now. The sweetness already forming, the pulsating quiver already beginning as she felt the sudden gush of her female nectar oozing from the lips of her. More

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