India Summer Gets Revenge On Her Cheating Husband By Seducing Her Personal Trainer In Front Of Him!

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“Anyway, we came up here to my room and we… well…”
“Fucked.”
“Yeah, if you could call it that.”
“And… how was it?”
“It was… fine.”
“Just… fine?” she asks, curiously. XXX It’s Jason.”
“Jason. It’s starting to come back to her now. But I really would like to know.”
“Well… it was my mate’s 21st birthday yesterday. “Anyway, we came up here to my room and we… well…”
“Fucked.”
“Yeah, if you could call it that.”
“And… how was it?”
“It was… fine.”
“Just… fine?” she asks, curiously. Seeing her handbag on the bedside locker, she reaches a hand out to grab it, but her arm is prodded by something in the bed. The only source of light is the laptop screen in front of them. She opens her mouth in pleasure, allowing it to drip inside. “No”
“Fuck my tits and cum in them.”
With no objection, he starts titty-fucking her, while she starts fingering herself, easily fitting four fingers in because of how wet she is.

India Summer Gets Revenge On Her Cheating Husband By Seducing Her Personal Trainer In Front Of Him!