Indian Village Wife Susma Fucking With Her Husband Best Friend In Mid Night

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At midnight I felt someone’s hand on my thighs, I open my eyes and saw it was her. Since it was midnight and the cold climate made me hornier.I placed my hand on her shoulder as if it happened while am sleeping. There wasn’t any response from her. So I moved forward. I reached my hand near here face. Kept it there got some time and moved it forward to reach her boobs. She caught my hand. I thought I am doomed. But she took it and kept it on her shoulder near to her face and started rubbing her face on it. I took it as a green signal.So I started massaging her shoulder and slightly moved hand over her face. She was turned and she took my hand and bite on it. I was totally turned. Slowly I moved my hand to her boobs. And kept it over her bra.She didn’t react to it. Then I started caressing it.I tried opening her bra. But couldn’t. So she opened it up for me. Then using my finger I circled around her nipple. I could feel her nipples poking. Then she leaned on my shoulder and took my. My tits were just visible through the material and the dress only just covered my mons. I looked a slut! A high school teacher whore.Phil could not resist coming up to me and hugging me and as his arms were wrapped around my back and on my ass-cheeks, he slipped his hand under the mini skirt and slipped his finger into my ass-hole and wiggled it. He knows I love that.We drove into Dandenong and parked in front of the sex shop. Phil made sure we had a bit of a walk to the door so men could see his slutty wife and perve on her.As we walked in, the guy behind the counter asked if we were going to the theatre seeing as I was dressed to be fucked. We told him yes and asked if many guys were inside. He told us there were about a dozen guys and no women.......I would be the only slut.The theatre was only lit by the light from the screen but I could see that the men were all s**ttered through the room. As we walked to our seats in the front row, I noticed most of the men were watching me. We.
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