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Her knees gave a bit as his piercing, green eyes met hers. She nodded at him, coaxing him on. Pulling herself from Clive’s gaze, she quickly resumed what she had been doing, slipping her lips over Bhabhi the engorged head hungrily, then swirling her tongue around it slowly, savoring it. Meanwhile, she positioned herself to give Clive better access, sticking out her ass and leaning forward so that she was in a doggy-style position with her forearms resting on the man’s massive quads. Clive’s hand began to fondle her balls from behind, and then, suddenly, deliciously she felt a warm sensation back there as his wet tongue began to glide up and down over her asshole. Her moans were muffled by the fat cock which she now forced further and further down her throat. “Yeah, lick his desi ass” she heard the man say as she felt Clive’s hot tongue spreading her tight hole open, beginning to penetrate into her with his tongue in tantalizing little thrusts. Meanwhile she realized the man was now moving his hips, driving his unbelievable cock deeper, ever deeper into her throat, and she was taking it - driven mad with horniness by Clive’s tongue now rapidly, but gently spreading her tight ring, his hands holding her hips steady, burying his face between homemade her cheeks. She did her best with the cock in front of her, sliding it into her throat, pushing it as far in as she could take. Judging by the moans she elicited from the man, which were rapidly increasing in volume and depth, she must have been doing a good job, though she knew she could do better and kept on trying - deeper, deeper, deeper with every swallow, until she gagged and was forced to take a break, stroking the saliva-lubed masterpiece before her as she caught her breath, before dropping her head and hungrily returning for more. Meanwhile, Clive was doing a great job of getting her nice and ready, getting her very wet with his spit and stretching out her tight ass with his tongue. “Mmm,” she heard the man’s voice above her. “Clive, I’m ready for him.” She felt Clive stop licking and step away obediently. Sensing a new and different phase, she popped the man’s wand out of her mouth, indian continuing to stroke its length as she looked up to him. “You ready?” the man said, looking her in the eyes. She nodded. “I want you to ride me,” he said, and she quickly complied. She rose to kneeling and then straddled him again. This time she was wild with lust, and it was clear that the man was driven a bit mad india by horniness too. 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