Desi owner fucks his maid - DesiBate*

"No. Just kidding. She puts on so much makeup. She amateur even puts it on her breasts. When I caught her she said, 'A girl has to be prepared.'" "Do you want to tell her that I can show her how to easily remove her makeup?" I asked. "Now you are kidding?" she asked. "Yes, of course," I responded, but wondered why not. Then I said, "Maybe I should bottle it and sell it as makeup remover," I said. "You wish." she said as she looked at her watch. As I got dressed she reached under her blue skirt and pulled off her pink panties, saying, "I Hardcore have heard that boys really like to eat girls. Would you like to...to eat me?" "I would love mature to," I said as she moved so I could get to her. "Have you ever eaten a girl?" she asked as I struggled to get to her. The steering wheel was in my way. "Ya, a couple of times. We should either get in the back seat or switch places," I said. "Switch places, 'cause if mom asks me if you got me in the back seat I want to be able to honestly say no," she said. "Does your mother ask you a lot of questions?" I asked. "It would be easier if you got indian out and went around," she said. When I did, she was already resting with her head on the drivers armrest, her left foot on the floor, and her right foot on the back of the seat. Her pussy was beautifully displayed to me with sparse dark brown curly hair all around. It was a beautiful sight to see. "She is always asking questions. Most of the time I claim to be ignorant of what she is asking about. She was his type—lithe and boyish in proportion, with small breasts, yet cute and feminine in her face, with large round eyes and a ready smile—even if she was young enough to be his daughter. She didn't wear any bra like I imagined. It was shaved close enough on the side for the narrow cloth to cover it while leaving her with pussy hair so she didn't look like a complete slut. Her tongue was darting in and out of my mouth and all I could think of was indian gently guiding her little amateur head down to my overly eager pussy. She just stared at the gift wrapped box. When we emerged, one of them had to go and ask if we’d had a good fuck. I said thank you Becky and thank you baby girl. WARNING After the final dribble, she collapsed onto her back. All four fell on their backs on the floor, the men sporting partial erections and the women with their legs spread oozing cum from their pussies. “Oh, Jenny!” “I mean… yeah.” I admitted. In Hardcore moments the stunned mother was looking at her son's upper body. As he lay on her breast and sucking her boob as he drifted to sleep, Prema was patting his head gently, as affectionately mature as a mother. Ripples flowed down her torso and trembled through my body. She squeezed my shoulder and walked around the station to kneel between my now spread apart legs. “I’ll dispose of it now.” Trickles of it ran down his flagging shaft. Amanda's breasts, while older, were still fairly attractive; far from hanging, looking toward the floor or anything... as they pressed against Julie's chest my two girls started softly rubbing each other's waists, working up ribs to the sides of each other's boobs and playing lazily with each other. There have been days where it seemed like they literally fucked straight through with no breaks at all.