Her husband laughed and said that by now I had probably guessed what type of film it was going to be. I laughed as well and said that I of course woul...n’t have minded watching it. It was clear that she was embarrassed. We finished off the wine and she went to the kitchen to get another bottle. As soon as she had left he got up and turned the video back on. I watched as his wife got onto the bed and started to play with herself, pushing a finger or two into her pussy and rubbing her clit. Her. “I couldn’t help but notice you looking a little guilty putting all that money away,” he drawled expecting a blushing and stuttering denial. She just returned his stare passively, the smile not wavering for an instant as she leaned toward him and asked quietly: “Cop or Client?” George was a little flustered but tried to play it cool. “What would you say if I said Cop?” he whispered also shuffling forward to lean in. “I’d say you’re duty bound to inform me, arrest me and charge me,” She replied. That gave him the opportunity he was apparently looking for. After quickly brushing his lips along my cheek, he brought them to my left earlobe and began to kiss and nip it. The sensations travelled throughout my body, which began to respond to the pleasure. I tensed at first, then relaxed and bent my head forward, giving him better access to my ears.He withdrew his hand from around my shoulders and began to massage my left knee and thigh as he continued to lightly tease my ear and that. Me: apke kuch sex pics.She: nhi hai lene padegi.Me: tho ligiye i m waiting for u.She: so wait i m taking some pics ok but only with clothes.Me: i said ok but in some sexy poses.She: agrees.I thought in the meantime i go to her home and knock her door and lets capture a moment :) so i quickly rush to her flat and knock her door she opened after 1-2 min with adjusting her clothesShe: han ji kounMe: ji me niche wale flat ka hun thoda milk garam karna tha mera gas ho gaya tho me thoda soche aur.
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