Indian Sex

That afternoon when she came to make lunch, I had a surprise ready for her. It was a saree that Mum had asked me to

“Oh, don’t go there!” my friend, Bhupen told me. “It is a terrible place.””How do you know?” I asked.”My father served there for five years,”

I separated her pussy lips and searched for the clitoris. I started rubbing it man she started moaning like anything as if I had touched