Indian Lady Sacred Ritual

Claudia sure filled out those panties he had seen thought the skirtdownstairs only now with her skirt up he could see the panties and filled them to capacity seductively with just a tad of plumpness as flesh spilled out from her exposing her ivory white cheeks.She was relieved that the spanking though it hurt terribly and her bottom felt like it was on fire, she had survived.Claudia’s bottom was still a watermelon pinkish-red between her spread cheeks although her bottom was a fiery bright and. I discovered that her four of her fingers were wet and that her bum shorts were getting wet and wet. I saw this as my chance and asked her to come lay next to me on my bed. When she sat down i begun telling her how beautiful she was and she responded well to my compliments.After about 30 mins of talking she told me she needs to go sleep but she is afraid of sleep going downstairs alone. I told her she can spend the night in my room and she gave me a big hug. I told her I told her I love her. We are both very close to our sons and daughters but they now have lives and families of their own so with the children grown and gone, my sister and I gravitated to each other to ward off complete isolation.“Can you meet me Asters for lunch, your treat?”“When?”“About 12:30?”She was upbeat, smiling and talking my ears off about a weekend with her daughter and two grand kids. “I wish Chuck could see Angie now, she was the stars in his sky before he died, now she would be the universe.” She. I put my hand on her shoulders and started pressing them on the bare part. Her husband started removing his dhoti and opened his dick out I was taken aback by its size. He was stroking himself , his wife pulled my shorts gently down and started sucking on my dick. We never spoke a single word till that time. His wife turned her massive body around and kneeled to suck mine i took the clue and lifted her sari up from behind and started rubbing my hand over there her husband came near and lifted.
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