Kissing My Indian Gf Like A Hero

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The school would call every day to inform my dad of my absence and I had an excuse about why I missed it even though in reality I just was not going. One weekend my father went to run some errands and I was left alone with his new wife who for all intent and purposes I considered her to be an evil witch, if I’m being honest. But she was fucking hot. That’s right, my dad married a hot evil witch and she needed to be destroyed. She is probably 5'4, 125lbs with “D Cups.” Her one saving grace, I really appreciated her huge tits especially when she wore one of her many form fitting shirts. She’s a brunette, has light brown eyes and almost no ass. While playing video games I heard a knock on my door I assumed my dad had returned from his errands. Before I could say come in, the door opened and it turned out to be my dad’s wife. Even though I thought she was hot, I could hide my loathing for her. My boxers were the only thing that I had on at the time and I said, “Why did you even bother. ”The words are whispered into my ear as I feel her strap the plastic girlcock around my hips.“I want you to fuck the shit out of me.”I feel her pull the straps tight. I glance down, watching her long manicured fingers sliding along the length of the pink phallus thrusting out in front of me. It looks like she is wanking me as I feel the base of the strap-on press into me every time she pulls her hand towards me.She walks around in front of me again, brushing her lips against mine, kissing me before stepping backwards, never breaking eye contact as she lies down on the bed. Her naked body displayed before me.I step forward, feeling the strap-on swing between my legs. Putting a hand on each knee, spreading her open. Her smooth pussy is already glistening with excitement and anticipation. I crawl cat=like onto the bed, running my tongue along her leg as my hair brushes her inner thigh.I curl my mouth over her nipples, sucking, letting my teeth graze the hard nipples before softly biting.
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Her breasts bobbed as she moved. Andy sat next to her. She pulled the cap off of the sun block she had brought, and squeezed some of the cream out, into her hand. She rubbed it onto his back as she remained lying down. Andy laid his head onto her stomach, and kissed her belly, as she worked the lotion into his skin. ‘Feels good, my muscles are tight.’ He said softly. His hand worked its way down to waistband of her swimsuit. Julie placed her hand over his. Her fingers entwining his. With her other hand, she stroked his head, as he continue to kiss her belly. ‘Three days in the field, and you act as though it has been weeks. Captain Seah if I didn’t know any better I’d swear the only reason you spend time with me is for the sex.’ She said in a lighthearted voice. ‘No Julie. It was three days away from you. Not touching you, feeling your soft skin against mine. The sex is wonderful, but it’s you I love.’ Andy said softly to her. ‘Oh, Andy! I miss you too, when you’re away. This last.

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