Their fucking tapped its rhythm on the metal. Binita’s fingers were over the top of the door as she reached up and behind to steady herself.“Thaku...! You animal!” she hissed.“You whore!” he snarled at her, fucking her up twice harder for good measure.“Who is that?” came up a voice from real close.“It’s me! Go away from here!” replied the Thakur gruffly.The wife recognized the voice of the man who no one dared defy and stopped short. Those fingers which she spotted on the top of the door were not. Since it was the only thing I had that could reach out and touch someone, I kept my hand on it.Karl met us at the door to the room. "You sure she is in there?" he whispered. I just gave him a dirty look. He held up his hand then swiped his card. We pushed out way inside quietly. He was sitting on the sofa in the tiny sitting room area of the suite.His pants were down and Wendy was on her knees with his cock in her mouth. They didn't even know we were in the room. That's how involved they were. More

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