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A hot desi Indian village middle aged auntie has an affair with a guy in his early twenties. One day when the auntie’s husband has gone to his native place to meet his parents the auntie calls her lover and invites him over.
The lover reaches her house in half an hour and started flirting with the auntie. The auntie then took him to the cot spread ed out on the floor and lies down there and started kissing him as she pressed and played with her boobs.
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Then the lover started taking her salwar off and rubbed his fingers on her pussy over her blue panties and then removed her panties and lowered them to her knees. He then took a finger and started rubbing her pussy and started fingering her as she moaned and squirmed in pleasure. He then started sucking on her boobs while still fingering her.
After that the auntie took hold of his dick and started playing with it and jerking it for him and the guided to into her pussy and the guy started fucking the auntie in missionary sex position. The auntie then started moving her hips matching his rhythm and the both fucked hard until the guy came in the auntie’s pussy.
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