Indian Teen Makes Her Boyfriend Happy

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She brushed her hair out of the way and concentrated on giving his pleasure.Then Ramu spilled his seeds on her face and Anjali went to the attached bathroom to clean herself. She returned to find him completely naked on the bed. Anjali climbed onto it and he hugged her. He put his lips on her lips and gently nibbled. He took my upper lips between his lips and sucked it like an expert. A tingling sensation ran through her whole body.They were still passionately kissing each other with his hands caressing her curves. He pushed his tongue in her mouth and their tongues hungrily drained saliva from each other’s mouth.Then he paused. His eyes were boring into hers. His lips were still on hers but he wasn’t kissing. He was just enjoying her. Then he pressed her cheeks together and made her lips pout. Then hungrily her enveloped his mouth and ate her lips completely. This went on for some time and then she undressed.She lay down on her back as he tried to insert his dick inside. He wasn’t. Without saying a word!When she kissed me while she was mounting me, it was a kiss of passion. It was flowing through her. This was not no horny-kiss. She everything into this kiss. She took her time with this one. While she was kissing me with her left hand on my face, she used her right hand to guide my cock into her tight-as-hell pussy. Using my cock, she guided it through moving the underpants out of the way and there it was...that mysterious hole. That little tunnel to heaven-on-earth. I was finally going to experience it...although not on my terms and with no time to waste first :PWords cannot describe how it felt. That feeling when your cover is entering that pussy. As the walls of the vagina just wrap around your cock. Her pussy muscles just squeezing my cock! The feeling was overwhelming. All the while, she was kissing me with that passion, fierier than ever! I will never forget that slow movement of her hips, grinding backwards and forwards on my cock. We stopped kissing and.
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