He laid his head back and closed his eyes. Indian sex His dick started to get uncomfortable in his pants. He was pulled out of his trance. Looked up at his wife. It was wet. She blushed and scooted out of the booth. His hand went to his crotch and pressed against his growing dick. He’d never looked at any woman but his wife quite like this. But right now he longed for that slender waist and thick ass of the woman in the cafe. He emptied twice the amount normally, with a lot more noise, and a lot more force. —
Thrusting in his wife and thinking of the woman gave him the hardest orgasm he had ever experienced. He immediately became guilty. She removed her hand from between her legs. After filling his drink, he sat down, looked up, and she was sitting a booth across from him. Even though it wasn’t for him, the desire
