Desi Housewife In Saree Enjoying Intimate Pleasures

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.here,” I handed him a five stuffed in my shirt pocket, “A tip for the trouble.” He pocketed the bill and gave a dismissal nod. .” she mumbled, “some new kind of treatment and they make house calls.”
“Oh come on now,” I replied indifferently. We had cucumbers, bananas, my tongue, fingers and no need for impregnation. First, there were a battery of questions concerning our medical backgrounds which was quickly followed by a brief (yet stimulating) physical exam. Read 17478 times |
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    Our collective eruptions bathed our torsos, filling the air with our unique sex scent. “They asked and the price was right,” she quipped enthusiastically, and planted a gentle kiss on my cheek. I dropped my spoon in stunned silence – my dormant delivery system, had spontaneously and miraculously arisen. We’d soon find out if my suspicions were justified. “We gotta go, Babe.”
She smiled gratefully at me and gently stroked my hand lovingly. “Think I passed a kidney stone,” I responded, burying my head in my hands as soon

Desi Housewife In Saree Enjoying Intimate Pleasures

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