Desi Cute Village Girl Masturbating Part 1

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“Just me?” Madison asked. “Yes. Unless that is out of the question.. But as I do recall you sending Kristina a picture of me wondering who I was..Did you get the answer you were looking for?”Madison let out a little nervous laugh. Unbelievable. But she did just get asked out for drinks. “ I'll see you tonight then Mr. Radcliffe.”At the bar, Dean caught a glimpse of Madison. She looked sexy wearing a skin tight black dress. Hugging her great curves, flattering her figure and catching every mans eye., She wore high heels that helped extend her petite size, Her legs were silky and tanned. Her ass was very tight, and her hair wasnt up in a pony tail, it was dark, to match her dark complexion, but messy as if she just had a rough night. She sipped on her Black Velvet, a cider drink that she had often been craving. Madison was there standing alone by the bar, Dean walked up to her held her waist and gave her a gentle peck on the cheek. “ Hello there” Madison said in a playful but. My brother's music drifted through his bedroom wall. I bet he was in there jerking it off to porn, hiding the activity with his obnoxious rock music.Probably spanking his cock to some hot, young thing like me. Mom may have fucked him, but he couldn't have enjoyed it. She was old. Not young and hot and tight like me. My hand grabbed Daddy's cock and pulled him to my cunt.I shuddered as I pressed this thick dick into my twat. I whimpered as I rubbed him up and down. I nudged my clit. Pleasure burst through me. My toes curled. My heart pounded in my chest. He pressed it into my cunt and rammed it into my twat.I whimpered into Daddy's mouth.He entered me. He was in me. It was incredible to feel Daddy's dick in me. I slid my legs around his waist. My bedsprings creaked as he drove into me. His balls smacked into my taint. My arms went around his torso, pulling him tight. My breasts rubbed into his strong chest.Daddy broke the kiss and groaned, “Mercedes. Shit.”“I know,” I whimpered,.
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