Hot navel rubdown with a desi village bhabhi

I plopped down in the chair at the kitchen table and took a handful of dollar bills she gave me. XXX I remember her bump was larger than mine and oh so slippery. Now she was dancing in just a tiny little thong. Soon the fabric pulled aside and I felt two fingers playing between my pussy lips. Then it was over. But he wasn’t prepared for the thought that came over me! “And always wait for the next song to start.”
Shirley stood in front of me, and as soon as the song started, quickly removed everything but the thong, including the heels. I’d swear a whole lot more came out of him than in that condom, because when I traded places with him and knelt to give him a restoration