Desi Wife Fucking With Husband Friend And Loud Moaning With Talking Part 1

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Helping her back up the woman began to shove herself slowly deeper and deeper 'til with a sigh she was resting on the man's hips. Taking a deep breath the woman began to slowly withdraw the man then drop back to his hips. The man couldn't believe just how tight the woman was or just how much the other women had lubricated her. Finally after what had to be five minutes the woman was finally comfortable as she started a rhythm that was squeezing the man's member. Another five minutes passed before the woman started to actually start to thrust harder. Suddenly the man finally felt the buildup deep within his scrotum, ‘Shit,’ the man thought, ‘this was going to be big!’ Still thrusting hard but not as hard as most that had taken him, the man could see that the woman was close also. With a growling roar the man felt all his seed as it started to fill the woman. The woman's eyes got huge when she felt the man's member swell in her then she felt wave after wave of pleasure wash over her.. She wished she HAD a broadsword, naturally. A real one, or even the dull ones she'd practiced with the times she'd hung out with those re-enactors. If only so she didn't feel so helpless.Standing there, body tense, she heard the sounds of fighting. Of metal on metal. Of men yelling, groaning. It was close. Almost next to her. Should she run? She should run. Away. Now.A man stumbled out of the trees not a yard away from her. It was one of the horrible men, in red and steel. Chain mail, though, not the breastplate of her attackers. His helmet was like half a football, a metal cone with something coming down to cover his nose. On either side of that, two eyes that were ... wide, yet ... dead. His sword dropped from his fingers, tip touching the ground, hilt falling over towards Shanna. The stranger's knees buckled, his entire body leaning away from her even as the sword hit the grass near her feet.There was a yell. From the trees burst a creature, sword in hand. Without thinking, Shanna.
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