Cheating Indian Milf Fucked By American Businessman And Swallows His Huge Cum Load

“wha…what the fuck was that about?” she demanded a little hoarsely, “She needed it…for her own good”, I answered simply, “for her own fucking what!!” she demanded. She squealed as he dragged a leg over and turned ass to ass, the action pulling the trapped knot against her hole, “oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,” she squeaked breathlessly, her body jerking and trembling, “that sounded like a good one” I chuckled, reaching to cup her tit, the nipple hard as a diamond – not unlike my cock!. I slowly withdrew my shrinking meat and eased Beth down to lay on the grass, she curled into a ball, mewling with contentment, globs of the interspecies cum cocktail pulsing from her swollen gash as the occasional spasm rippled through her, I turned and looked at Ben as he clapped from the porch, “gold Joe, pure gold”, he chuckled. “And in the shower, who touched who first…I bet it was you?”. Ben gave a tug and his cock slurped wetly from her cunt…mine replaced it in five seconds flat as I plunged into her hot slimy depths and fucked her long and slow, she orgasmed again, my seed squirting into her a minute later… ‘fuck…that’s my new favourite thing’ I thought to myself as our seed gushed and dribbled from her swollen cunt.