Indian wife chatting with husband friend

Her hair was currently cut to shoulder length and she’d left it loose so that it would swing in time with the slight flounce of her hemline. She ha... looked in the mirror and thought, “I look very sexy.” She did. When she was dressing earlier she had had hot thoughts about what she might do after dinner. She was in a city she frequently visited. She knew where to call for whatever services she might decide she required. In fact she’d been in town just the week before on a similar overnight. Vanilla, fruit. I laugh and shake my head. I roughly plop her down sitting on the toilet, then lift her arms by the straps holding both wrists together. I lift and pull, a real struggle to lift all her dead weight, finding a sturdy pipe at the ceiling, tying her up by it. She hangs with feet just barely touching the floor, arms completely stretched above her head, chin limp on her chest, her bare tits pressed together, perky, brushing against me as I work. My dick twitches. Almost done.I take. More

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