Desi aunty’s explicit MMS: revealing her big tits and wet pink pussy

That was over a year ago, and I haven’t seen him since. We had no more than gotten in the car than we were French kissing and my hands were all over her body and under her skirt. Indian porn Finally, I pushed her away, and reminded her we were going to “try something different”. As the evening wore on and things were becoming dull, I asked if she would like to join me for a drink and she agreed. I spread her lips with my fingers and blew softly on her clit and inner lips which caused her hips to buck with pleasure. He then fucked me…or I should say raped me, because I told him to stop, over and over, but he wouldn’t. I went lower and found her Mons and parted her labia which was covered by a soft golden fur; not shaved, but trimmed short.