Indian Husband Fucks Wife
An Indian Husband fucks his wife in this short sweet story
The tickle started subtle, your warm lips and tongue tracing the arch of my foot, then moving down to suckle on each toe individually. It was a surprisingly sensual start to the evening. I arched my back slightly, enjoying the attention, my big breasts swaying with the movement. “Mmm,” I murmured, letting my head fall back against the pillows. You knew exactly how to get me going. You moved upwards, following the curve of...