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Lauren was a curious lover. She’d hesitate with every touch they shared, and at time seemed to be youthfully shy. ‘Give her time.’ She mused with a smile as she measured out the coffee into the filter and turned the machine on. The smell of fresh coffee puzzled Lauren. She never had coffee so her mind flew to an immediate emergency, until she sat up and realized she wasn’t at home. Lauren lifted the sheet she was under and looked down. Promptly pulling the sheet against her, a flush grew over her and Lauren stared at the ceiling for a moment trying to figure out what to do. With a quick glance at the door, she grabbed her t-shirt and found her underwear and her pants and pulled them on. She ran a hand through her hair wishing her hair were shorter. Lauren looked around the room trying to locate her button down shirt and scratched the back of her head. Her hands repeatedly checked her pockets. One had a wallet the other had her keys. Julia walked into the room with a cup of coffee and. He watched as his mother nilofer, removed her own shalwar and pulling the front tail of her kamiz (long shirt) up, knelt astride him and took hold of his cock. Her hairless choot was in clear view as she moved over him.“ziyada shore nahi karo taimur… Bus jaldi say chudo aur jao” (don’t make a lot of noise taimur. Fuck quickly and go) nilofer advised.His hot hard lund burned into her choot as she sat on him. It was so very hot. There was no doubt that taimur needed her.Closing her eyes, she put her hands on his shoulders and began to ride him. She bounced her ass and choot up and down on him, fast and furiously. Her breathing heavy and fast as she worked to get him to shoot his cum into her waiting womb…. She also needed to release her own sexual tension by orgasm desperately.Taimur held onto her hips and ass and fucked back, his ass tense his legs bent at the knee to give him maximum leverage. She was boiling hot. Much hotter then the other night, so tight…. She was squeezing his lund.
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