Indian Aunty Fucking In The Car With Driver

My attention was drawn to a wheel she had placed on a table, it was numbers from 1-10 and as she span it she explained it would relate to a bag. Inside that bag would be my punishment.The wheel stopped on number 6, and out of sight she opened a bag. She laughed, and this made me dread the remainder of this punishment. Maybe I should’ve stuck with the cane after all!My wrists were unclipped, and placed above my head. I was then stood spread eagle in the middle of the room as my wrists were. I didn’t care at this moment if she was my mom. I wanted to know, and she was the perfect person to ask. I looked her right in the eye.“I do have something in mind. Something I hope you can give me.” Mom smiled. “Well, out with it then, what does my little girl want?” I smiled and just let it out. “Mom, for my birthday, I want you to show me what it’s like to be with another woman.”She looked at me with utter shock. She was speechless for a few minutes, before she got up and slapped me hard.. Utterly perplexed, I was looking back and forth between her and my screen. She rushed behind the counter and turned my chair around, dropped to her knees and pulled down my black tights, exposing me. Voraciously, she started eating out my pussy through my lace string. Too stunned, I just let her. Suddenly she turned me back around and started touching me all over my body. Like a hundred arms and fingers she was massaging and pinching every hot zone on my body. Her fingers roamed from my pussy. He wanted to shout at her, to get up and show himself and tell her to get lost. But he couldn't. His eyes were riveted to the scene that was enfolding below him. And his cock was rock hard; confronting them now was out of the question.He noticed an empty wine bottle next to a large straw hat. Damn the bitch--she's gotten Davie high! He knew all too well how fast wine goes to the head on a hot afternoon!Davie stretched her body languorously, a controlled reaction to he disturbing sensations of.
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