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The hot married woman wanted a party for her own. Her husband would not come home for a few days. So, she calls a male escort to spend the whole night with him. Since he is a professional, he has a good body, unlike her husband. She too had maintained the body perfectly just like an international pornstar. When he mounts her on the bed, he takes off the pants alone as he did not want to see any other part naked being so professional.
He inserts his only asset for his profession into her love hole and starts to fuck her as hard as he can. She feels that he worths every penny she had paid him as he can make her feel the way she wanted to feel. He also turns her over and bangs her ass. At the end of this Indian MMS clip, you can see her having her mouth banged hard with his tool.
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