I could tell it was feeling good to her because she makes these little cooing sounds when she is enjoying the sex. She then pulled Dean face down and gave him a long kiss. I knew she was getting close to an orgasm. Dean took her legs and put them over his shoulders so he could get deep penetration. Shirley let out a loud "OH" and I knew she was cuming. Dean buried himself in her Indian wife cunt and was filling her up with cum. They laid this way for several minutes until he bought her legs back down and then pulled out of her. The hair around her cunt was full of her juices and Dean's cum. She pulled his head down and they shared a long kiss. I moved over and she shared a long kiss with me. She got off the bed and went to the bathroom. I had been taking Polaroid pictures of them fucking. xxxxxx I told her I would go and check now but reassured her that she would be fine. The head of his cock pressed into her waiting nakedness, and he slowly speared her with his monstrous shaft. She attempted to act as if she was interested in the programme. I couldn’t even reach around and touch her breasts... or anything else. ” Ivanka rolled her eyes in longing. “We are whores. Would they really do that? No Reggy," here Art's face twisted into Indian wife a grim mask of hatred and rage. I was no longer as flexible as I had been when I was younger.