A sexy Indian girl takes her American BF’s dick

“I’ll be over there at the next table.” She stood and walked the twenty feet to the next picnic table and sat down.I turned to my cousin. “Whe... did she stop being a brat?”“She hasn’t,” my cousin said with a giggle.“Hm.” I leaned forward, resting my elbows on the table, and looked at my cousin as she sat next to me. “So, where do we start?”“I dunno.” She shook her head and looked at her hands. “Can we even do this?”“We can. Well, not right now, and not here. But, we can.”“How do you know?” She. I slowly rubbed my hands along her waist. She didn’t seem to be bothered about it. So I slowly poked her to see if she noticed. Her waist was so mesmerizing that I smoothly pressed her.She woke up, stopped me and whispered, “What are you doing? I thought you are a good person”.I said, “I am but I cannot control myself, you are beautiful.” The lady conductor didn’t talk for a while. Then she got up and went to the driver. I was so scared, I didn’t know what was going on. She might get me into. More

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