Divya Bhabhi Spending Time With Her Husband’s Friend.

Shoving three fingers inside me, he brought me fast and hard again, and I felt him hard as a rock against my leg. He was really slamming into me now, rubbing like a mad man on my clit, with another finger stuffed up my pussy. His hand moved back to my tittie, as I started caressing his length. I heard him groan, but knew we were at the opposite end of the cabin from the bedroom, and with the TV on, no one else could hear. We turned off the TV and made our way to the bedroom, locking the door behind us. I started bobbing up and down, twisting and licking, sometimes stopping at the top and sucking hard, feeling my cheeks cave in. He started rocking back and forth in my ass, going harder, and faster, harder, and faster.