married

I inhaled deeply as he opened the door and plonked into the driver’s seat. The scent was already making me a little heady; I imagined it clinging to my skin after we’d made love.

I leaned back, resting on my door, stretching my feet out carefully.

Focussing on the road, his thumb began massaging my clit.

It was time for a quick snack.

My lips were around his dick in an instant.

My lips were around his dick in an instant.

My back lay sticky on the backseat as Sudeep towered over me.

My bare waist still anticipated Ravi’s touch, if he was around me. Especially if he’d just returned home from the office, like now.

Smita was naked in bed, with her left hand squeezing her breast tightly and her right hand firmly gripping her black vibrator pressed against her clitoris.

Smita was naked in bed, with her left hand squeezing her breast tightly and her right hand firmly gripping her black vibrator pressed against her clitoris.

You bet she did. But not before she read Ravi’s missed text from 5 mins ago that he was on his way home.

Smita’s already dripping cunt knew no limit when it came to Ravi.

Its gleaming shiny head was already bouncing and hard.

In response, Smita smiled and peeled the petals of her pink pussy apart.

Smita’s hips eased down on Ravi, she felt every inch of him move inside her.