Indian Hubby Cums On Wife’s Face

Our last stop was a small cafe to get a late night snack. As she sat across the table, I felt her foot gently caressing my leg. I stopped talking and moving for a second, then continued but in a different manner. I didn’t discourage her from continuing so this went on for a few more minutes. Then she went to the ladies room and when she returned, something about her appearance had changed but I couldn’t tell what it was. It was about 2 a.m. So I suggested that it was time that I drive her home. As she got up and we walked to the car I realized what she did to her appearance, she had removed her bra. The nipples of her firm 36″ breasts gently poked through the blouse begging to be noticed. I let her in the car and walked around the other side and when I entered, I glanced at her and noticed that she had unbuttoned one button had noticed her, she moved toward me and we started kissing, slowly at first and then wildly while we ran our hands all over each others bodies. I unbuttoned all. Her hair brushes like silk over my cheek as I lean in towards her neck."Let me go, Mr Knight. You're over stepping the mark," she murmurs, pushing away from the bannister, backwards into me in an attempt at forcing her way out of my trap. But instead, I spin her towards me, wrapping her in my arms, her small, soft, curvaceous frame pressed to me. She eyes look at me in terror. "Let go of me this instant," she says, her eyes flicking from mine to my lips and back to mine again. "Other women may willingly fall into your arms, but I'm not one of them. So let me go," she orders, beginning to push against me. She freezes as she brushes against the erection that has been growing since Malcolm introduced us. "Don't do this. It's a mistake to get involved with your friend's daughter," she says, tightening her thighs again.I let my hand drift down her back to her thigh and she stiffens even more. "Who says your father is my friend?" I reply, before forcing my lips to hers and gripping her.
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