Desi Queen Drenches Her Panties in a Golden Shower

“She gave me commands, too!”
“Sorry,” Aurora said, “I just couldn’t resist.”
“Master?” Miss Daisy shouted, charging towards me, her thighs glistening with my pearly cum. Indian porn video I need to fuck my Master.”
I smiled and stood up, staring at my fellow sex slave. I really needed to exercise more. She wiggled her hips, a glistening bead of her pussy juices running down the inner flesh of her left thigh. I couldn’t take much more of this. She moaned out in wordless pleasure again and again. She moaned and gasped, one orgasm must be spilling through her into the next. My hand itched to crack on Aurora’s ass. It all clicked in my mind. “I’ll deal with you after I’ve disciplined my naughty sex slave.”
“Yes, my Lord,” all three said almost simultaneously. If that was the case, then they could do things to my Master, control him. But he wanted to have fun with just his girlfriend and the