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Mani closes his eyes with his hands and pretends not to have seen anything.”I didn’t see anything! I Swear!!”Ashok pulls out of Savita and jumps...out of the bed, covering his manhood with his shirt that was lying beside. He did succeed to cover his small penis with the shirt. But when Savita tried to cover her enormous boobs with the bed sheet she was not quite successful and most of her twin assets were out for display.Back to present:Savita never minds people seeing her body. She knows she has. My gorgeous wife had turned into the exhibitionist slut of my dreams. She had gone further than I had ever imagined and I was in heaven. All I could think of was fucking her as soon as possible. Conversation was impossible until we slowed down and I got my breath back. Soon we were in the car where she immediately sat in the passenger seat. Her bag was on her lap, her face forward, silent. To my eyes the moment had gone and with a sense of dismay I started the drive back wondering if she was. "And, I also wanted to talk about what happened between us," he said, getting up to move around, standing behind me he spun the chair round so I was facing him, "I think you deserve to know that I wasn't drunk yesterday." I looked him in the eyes, unsure of how I felt, the only noise in the room being our breathing. "Soph, say something," he said, looking at me, as if he was about to cry. "I, I don't know what to say," I said, hoping he would make the first move. "Well I do," he said, leaning. I watched as he undressed and admired his muscular physique, his broad chest and thick arms covered in tribal tattoos. He saw me looking at him and smiled and began to gently stroke his big hard cock as it jutted out in front of him."I bet you remember this Jayne," Rex said getting back on the settee.They stripped me of my skirt, top and high heels leaving me spread out on the settee between them wearing just my hold up stockings. Their mouths fastened onto each of my erect nipples, biting and.
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