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This hot desi bhabhi stays in a small town. Her husband works abroad and he purchased a computer from me so that she could have a video chat with him. So, whenever there is a technical issue, he used to call me from abroad and tell me to fix it. Eventually, his wife and I began loving each other. Due to this, she started telling her husband that there is an issue with the computer even when it works fine just to see me.
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That day, her hubby waited online to have a chat. But she had switched off the system and removed my clothes. After stripping off hers, she jumped on the bed hugging and kissing me. I made her lie on the bed and wore the condom for safety. Then, I came on top and drilled her pussy nicely.
Jim again noticed she was walking slowly. Still sore baby? Yea and Is keeping my legs kinda closed cause your stuff is leaking out. Jim stood back a bit and looked at her thighs. Sure enough some of his jizz was running down her thigh. He laughed I shot a pretty big load in you honey. Maybe I got you pregnant this time. I hope tho! she quickly lisped, her eyes wide open, all aglow at the thought of being knocked up. They checked out of the store. When kin I do da test? she asked as they walked to the car. Well all you have to do is pee on the tester and it will tell you right now. Do you have any pee left after you got done pissing all over me you hot little shit. he laughed. Yeh dat beer makes me have ta pith a lot. she laughed too at the thought of how she had peed all over the man when his big cock was inside her. Just squat beside the car and pee on it. Ill watch to make sure no one sees you. Besides it almost dark. Jim opened the box and showed the retard where to pee on. My gaze dropped to her figure as she bobbed her head forward with her hair flailing around her in waves of copper.Yeah. She was everything. She was more than enough for me.Now was the time to tell her.I carefully reached up with my right hand and took her left in mine. She gave a little jump at my touch but didn't stop moving to the rhythm and mood of everyone on the floor.Both Janet, Melissa, and the rest of their group stepped back to watch what was going to happen as I led Heather towards the middle of the floor. Some of those already there had begun to notice something unusual was going on and gave us some space.Heather was still wriggling around but she frowned slightly when I took hold of her hand properly and not just by her fingers."Melissa?" she shouted above the din.I moved closer to her so my mouth was next to her left ear. "Hey, you," I whispered.Heather froze and jerked up straight but she didn't let go of my hand."Wait," she blushed, "Mike, Mr. Sloane. What are you..".
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