Indian Girl & Her Boyfriend

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He undressed quickly before looking around the room, unaware of anything except his desire for rest. Dylan jumped as he heard a small, familiar, feminine voice say, "Helloooo?" The voice was sexy and smooth; Dylan could hear the smile in his girlfriends' voice, and could feel one spreading across his own face. Natalie sat on Dylan's bed, naked except for a black lacy thong that covered next to nothing. Her legs were open wide. Dylan felt his cock grow hard immediately, and suddenly his exhaustion had left his mind. Natalie scooted to the side of the bed, her pussy right at the edge. Dylan smiled and moved closer, kneeling on the floor in front of her. "Mm, Dylan. What're you gonna do to me?" Natalie murmured softly as Dylan pulled her panties off, finding them to be soaked. Dylan only smiled and pressed his face forward, his lips millimeters away from her wet pussy. Holding her hand, he slowly inserted his tongue inside of Natalie's tight, wet pussy. She gasped in pleasure. "Ooh. Her blonde hair is nicely styled and she has just enough makeup to enhance her natural good looks. Today she is wearing a short yellow summer dress with a plunging neckline and no outward signs of a bra underneath. It really shows off her petite figure.She leads me into her spare bedroom. Walking behind her, I noticed that her ass look amazing in high heels and I catch the sweet scent of her perfume.There is a massage table in the room and Jasmine bends forward to adjust some towels over it. For a brief instant I have a view down her dress and see her small tits hanging free. "You're a life saver, I have so ,any hours i need to fill, which isn't as easy as it would seem. Most people are at work when i have free time. We might have to make this a regular thing if you want. lol." "A free hour long full body massage from a such a hottie like you. If i can without my girl minding, count me in." I forgot you got a girlfriend, no wonder you arent around as often. Bring her alomg sometime,.
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Her skin was so receptive each stroke gave her greater pleasure. As I slid my body downward, my penis nestled again between her cheeks. My hands moved up and down her back in rhythm with my cock gliding back and forth. ‘My cock feels so good against your butt!’ She clenched her muscles, trying to grasp my swollen member. My hands moved down her side, finding the swell of her breasts. She lifted slightly to give me better access. ‘Squeeze my nipples,’ she said, while she continued to grab at my penis with her butt cheeks. Her nipples were hard and hot to my touch. She leaned upward. Supporting herself on her forearms, she kissed the inside of my elbow. I took my hands away from those succulent breasts and slid further down her back so I was seated above her knees. Stroking her butt, my fingers kneaded the soft flesh and teasingly traced feather-light lines down her thighs. I leaned closer to her and began planting kisses down her back. Moving my body down her legs, my cock slid along.

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