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This hot and busty Indian milf feels horny. She comes to her study as her sons had gone to their schools. She has the whole home for herself and could do anything she wishes. So, she takes off her pants and panty. She turns on the computer and starts the recordings on her web camera. While sitting in front of her computer, she keeps her legs spread.
Just look at the pubic hairs brushing the cushion of the chair. She rubs the pussy with her hands for a while. Then, she inserts the middle finger deep inside and begins to masturbate.
I gave in with that first entry covering him with every drop he had created within me. He moaned against me and lapped up as much as he could and elicited more as he used his tongue like a man possessed. He reached every pleasure spot and had me writhing for more and begging with soft pleas. As he began to slow let me catch my breath he gave me a quick kiss. I felt my wrists free of the hook and lowered me to the ground. The cool earth brought my closer to my senses. I wanted to see him, but I did not have that choice. Wet flesh brushed my lips and as I licked the salty residue off I knew what he wanted. I was ready to give him what he had given me. I opened my mouth and immediately it was filled. I tried to gasp for air, but he was deep inside me and I only gagged. Before I could relax he pulled back and I let him caress my tongue. As I closed my lips around him he grabbed the back of my head and pulled me in tight. I was ready this time and let him slide down my throat as I inhaled. "What the hell are you doing?" She exclaimed a bewildered look on her face. "Just go with it hon, please." "Okay, but if I don't like it you untie me." I slipped her wrists into the rope at the top of the bed and put a blindfold on. I walked to the closet and rounded up every toy we had ever bough. I walked over and ripped her shirt from the waist to the naval and up to her c cup breasts, nearly popping out of her bra. I ripped the center of her bra, and her full tits drifted slightly to either side. Her nipples were already hard. I couldn't help but bend over her and suck on them nibbling on them while I did so her back arching slightly and her breath quickening. I slid my hand down her slightly plump stomach down to the front of her thong, which had become damp with the juices of her pussy. "My my, that excited already?" I ripped her thong off, revealing her tight pussy, her fluids dripping down to her little asshole. I grabbed the nipple clamps and attached them to her nipples,.
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