Cleaning Her Sweet Indian Body

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I sucked her pussy lips and licked her tight asshole. Then Anita stood up and straddled Charlie. With her right hand she rubbed the head of his hard dick between her now wet pussy lips a few times before bending her knees and taking him up her. She closed her nice eyes and had to take a few strokes before she was completely down to his balls. She rode up and down very slowly and I could see how tightly her pussy lips were holding onto his hard dick…Ana leant forward so Charlie could suck her hard nipples and I took the chance to get my own hard on out and try and ease it in her tight asshole. I spit on her ass and pushed the head against her little dark rear hole. I put my hand on her back and asked Ana to relax. She stopped moving and I felt her little asshole opening just a little; so I was able to get the head in…It took just a minute for me to get in far enough so she could start rocking on Charlie's cock again. Then both of us fucked my sexy wife like this for at least ten. She peeled off her pants and underwear and revealed the plumpest, most delicious looking clit I'd ever seen; swollen and distended like a sweet, ripe fig. I wanted nothing more than to taste it right there, but my cock was begging for release! I could feel the cum boiling up from my balls."Kaneesha, you're just too hot looking sitting there and I can't stand it anymore. I'm gonna cu ... I'm gonna cum..." No you're not," she exclaimed. "Gimme that!"She lurched forward with her mouth wide open and clamped onto my meat like it was fillet mignon. Her lips felt fantastic; a velvet vise-grip attached to a Wet-Vac. As I watched those thick, black lips slide up and down my cock I could feel my cum being sucked out through my bellybutton. Then suddenly, I exploded in her mouth and she proceeded to milk me like a starving kitten. She swallowed every drop without hesitation."My God, girl," I panted breathlessly, "you're killing me!"She nodded her head and moaned appreciatively and I felt the.
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