Indian Marriage Fight Night Fucking Clear Hindi Part2

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"She's pissing herself," Kyla chortled.Jodi heard her and hated her. It was all her fault she was getting another thrashingand, try as she did, she couldn't stop the golden waterfall until there was no more leftin her to come."Now get up, you slut," he shouted at her.She staggered to her feet and glared at him."If you want more, then I can give it to you," he snorted and shook the strap in herface ..."I don't care if you do," she hollered. "I saw the way you looked at Kyla and I've seenall the things in your room like the wooden cock you use on mummy," she burst out.He looked at her without saying a word."You're a pervert," .she yelled. "You've enjoyed humiliating us, thrashing us." Shestuck her chin out cheekily, determined to have her say. "And I wonder what mummyis doing in her room with Shawn who's got nothing on and is still as randy as hell. Iwouldn't be a bit surprised if he wasn't fucking her," she garbled and stopped. Shehadn't realized what she was saying."You're quite. "Whose tight little asshole is this going up?" she asked. Before I could get up and offer myself, Carol was on her feet, bent over and with her arse in Patti's face. Patti plunged the greasy finger straight in to Carol's waiting butthole, Carol cooed with pleasure as the slippery finger worked in and out. Patti must have noticed the look of disappointment on my face because she dipped another finger in the butter and waved it towards me. I gladly got up and assumed the same position as Carol. Instantly, I had the delightful feeling of a fat well-lubricated finger up my arse. It was hugely enjoyable, but it must have made for a peculiar sight. Two naked white women bending over while a huge black woman poked her fingers up their arses. I'd have loved to have been a fly on the wall and watched it all!After our little bit of buttery anal fun we made it back upstairs for some more serious shagging. I could hardly wait; the lure of Patti's tits was so compelling. The dildo was still on the.
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