Lonely Indian Bhabhi Home Alone Gets Taken Advantage Of By Devar

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Oh shit. Ooooooh so wet. I don’t like hearing things about rags. I fucking love you!” I cried out as I fucked her and kept fucking her. Did you like your present?”
“Uh, just about to get to it, sweetie!”
Stacy pointed over to the table. Oh, right. Christ, this is embarrassing. It was kind of weird, everyone putting their clothes back on and pretending none of this happened. And so, I had to read the whole thing for you, just for that.”
“Hey, a girl’s gotta do, ya know?”
“Yeah, I guess I know.”
“You’ve got to tell Whitney about this story.”
“Yeah, maybe. “What?” she said, looking at us. We just kind of have regular sex. “Everything all right?” asked Stacy. We haven’t even done presents or cake yet!”
“Right. I don’t think you’re old enough.”
“Yeah, right,” she said as she took the laptop and settled back on the couch to start reading.