Desi Bengali Wife Shathi Khatun And Hanif In Passionate Intimate Scene

I stood up in front of her. My phone rang as I watched her eat. She didn’t know how I knew. “I’m not going to hurt you like I did before.”
I reached down and massaged her pussy. It didn’t. She looked at me. Karen checked her phone, “I have to go. “What do you want to do to her?”
“I don’t know I’ll think of something later,” I told her. You have to let her stay with you for a couple of days,” said Jamie. “Give me that rag,” I told her. “Did that feel good?” I asked. “You can spank me if you want. She felt the tip push into her. I ran my dick up and down her ass crack.