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A desi house wife enjoys a quick fuck with her husband. They were about to sleep when her husband starts to kiss her. She knew he was horny since morning and was ready for a nice fuck. But sadly, there are a few guests in their house and all they can have is a quick fuck. Well, her husband is ready for anything and starts to play with her as soon as he gets the chance.

I mumbled something about being in the same boat, my cheeks flushing. Sandy leaned over and whispered, "What do you think about?" "What do you mean what do I think about?" I asked Lowering her voice even more, she said, "You know, when you're masturbating." "I don't know, just stuff, you know girls, my old girlfriend, Christine, you know, stuff" "Do you think about making out with Christine?" she asked. "Sometimes," I replied. Sandy lowered her voice slightly, "Do you imagine doing stuff with her that you guys never really got around to trying?" "Yeah, how'd you know?" "Because it's pretty much the same with me, I think about stuff I wished I'd done or stuff that he wanted to do that I wouldn't do and wished I had done it. Then I asked, "What else do you think about?" She replied, taking her time, "Well sometimes I think about the guys who look at me at the pool." "What does that do?" I asked, not really understanding what she meant. "You're not a girl, so you might not understand,. I gazed for another 3 seconds, my cock getting harder, then I brought the door back to its original place and went to my room. Wow! She was hot as hell! I've always had a slight crush on her, and I've seen her naked a lot of times when she was young but damn! She is really hot! I've always had a small crush on her, and this brought it to a whole new level. I kept thinking about her until I drifted into a deep sleep. When I woke up my bed was wet. I must have cummed during the night a whole lot! My bed was soaked. I quickly took off the sheets and put them in the washer. When I walked back into my room I saw a note on the desk next to my table. I read it. Did you walk in on me in the bathroom last night? I gulped. Did she hear me? I needed to find out. I burst into her room. My jaw dropped. There again, was my sister, Cassidy, masturbating. This time she was facing me, her eyes closed and her mouth moaning a tiny little bit. She didn't notice me until around a second after I got in..
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