Padma Bhabhi With Her Indian Lesbian Friend

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Maine kaha ki to phir main chalta hu.Aunty ne kaha tum aa hi gaye ho to thodi der ruk jao muje nahane jana hai tab tak tum ghar ka dhyan rakhna. Mein to waha jayada der rukna chahta tha. Meine kaha thik hai aur unhone main door ka darvaja bandh kar diya. Aur wo bedroom me chali gayi. Bedroom mere room ke samne tha isiliye main waha ka najara dekh sakta tha. Aunty ne andar jaa kar apni saree utar di. Aur wo blouse aur pettikot mein khadi thi. Unke boobs ka side view dekhke mera lund to pura khada ho gaya. Thodi der bad wo bathroom mein chali gayi. Aur mein apne khade lund ko pant ke upar se hilane laga. Jee kar raha tha ki bathroom mein jakar unko chod du par dar ke mare bichare lund ko hilane ke alava kuch nahi kar pa raha tha. Achanak aunty ne bathroom me se muje bulaya. Mein waha gaya. Aunty ne kaha kunal mera towel bahar reh gaya hai please do na. Maine towel lekar bathroom ke pass aaya.Aunty ne thoda sa darvaja khola aur hath bahar nikala aur maine towel diya. Towel dete waqt. He collapsed in a laughing heap, gasping for air. The girl dropped down beside him, seemingly unaffected by the frenetic dance. She propped her head on one hand and looked at Jan with a steady gaze.It was as if he were looking down a tunnel, peripheral sight was lost, just those mesmeric green eyes, boring into his mind, was all he could see.She smiled then, seeming to have made a decision. Wordlessly, she held her left hand out to his prone body, an unspoken gesture of invitation.Jon grasped her proffered hand. Surprised at the strength she had, for one so slight in stature. Easily, she pulled him to his feet and then, still holding hands, led him from the dance area and into the night.She pulled him to the ground, once they were beyond the light of the fire. Jon felt her hands grabbing at the tie of his breeches, which she deftly untied. Jan was content to lay submissive while this dusky goddess took the lead.She soon had his cock out and gripped in the strong embrace of her hand..
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In the other hand was a riding crop, a favorite for us both. “Are you going to be a good pet tonight?” her voice was dark and demanding. “Yes Mistress,” I replied quickly knowing it would please her. “Good, I wouldn’t want to have to punish you.” She slapped the crop down hard on the back of my thigh, white hot pain and lust shot through me making my pussy muscles clench. I knew she would never harm me, hurt me and use me yes, but never harm. “I want you to count for me and thank me for each one.” “Yes Mistress.” I loved this, the warming up, the foreplay. The crop came down hard again, this time on my back. The pain and lust were impossible to differentiate and my nipples became hard to the point of pain. “One, thank you Mistress.” I knew she smiled as she glided the edge of the crop around the cheeks of my ass. Another slap there, this one short and quick. “Two, thank you Mistress.” She continued to strike me, each one making me wetter, and even though she tried not to show it,.

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