Desi Fingering 6

Anisha didn’t say a word, neither did I. She just slowly backed up, stood there and watched as I stroked my cock in front of her. She stood leaning ...gainst the wall, completely naked!She smiled at me with that familiar come-and-get-it-if-you-want-it expression on her face. A warm, arousing smile spread across her face as she watched me. She was absolutely sexy, her body ravishing, eyes seductive. She was killing me just by her looks.Her boobs moving up and down in anticipation were just. Something was wrong. He frowned sharply and pulled himself onto his own stallion, trotting up to meet Riley who was panting. He had a half full bucket of the miniature cameras they used but he was pointing back desperately, ‘Ah, Miss Fen was…Ah Mr. Steele, she accidentally stepped into a nest of rattlers!’ Braxton didn’t wait for the explanation, he was gone as soon as he heard her name, holding himself slightly out of the stirrups as the powerful horse moved below him. He growled, his lip. More

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