Without speaking, we shed our clothes in a frantic, fevered attempt to rid ourselves of the obstructions to our passion. XXX She was smiling and humming softly, something that vaguely resembled a lullaby. Once, I was looking over her shoulder with the scent of her hair filling my nostrils and our hands touched in the briefest of moments. We kissed again there in the night, snow falling and blowing around us. I pressed my mouth to her nether lips repeatedly, rapidly, circling and centering, from top to bottom. The silence between us weighed heavily on my shoulders and slowed my steps as we walked to her car after class. Chaste in the beginning, I felt her lips open to me and her tongue flicker across mine.
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Sizzling Indian Step-siblings: A Hindi Tale Of Wet Pussy Pounding
Actors:
Desislimgirl / Indian Desi Hancock
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