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The bastard then told my wife that she would have to beg him for it. Anita refused to beg but after a few minutes of him rubbing his cock on her hungry wet pussy, she finally gave in. She pleaded him to fuck her cunt.I saw Derrick’s cock disappeared inside her pussy lips. Meanwhile Tom pulled her head towards him and jammed his cock into her mouth. I sat there watching them double team her. Tom’s sexy black wife Sylvia; who had until now only been a spectator about her husband teasing my own wife; now stood naked in front of me. She knelt down between my legs and took my hard cock in her mouth.Soon both black guys flipped Ana off the stool and onto all fours. Derrick again fucked her from behind while she sucked Tom’s dick. Sylvia climbed onto my cock and started riding me. That ebony bitch took all my attention for the next several minutes. She rode me until I came. When I came back to my senses, I saw that both men were double teaming Ana onto the sofa. She was riding Derrick,. I walked towards my room and bolted it from inside, after leaving her standing in my room. I then moved closer to her and tried reaching out to her waist. I pulled her towards me.Sajitha: What are you doing?!Me: Getting you naked in front of me.Sajitha: What if someone comes to know about this?Me: You said it is okay for me to see you naked right?Sajitha: Yeah! But you are grown up now. You are like 27 and I am 46. If someone knows about this, then I am dead.Me: It is okay. No one will know. We will make it a secret between us.She didn’t say anything. I was holding and rubbing her waist and stomach all this while.I moved my hand towards her pussy. I inserted my hand into her underwear (guys, it was so wet) and rubbed her pussy. Aunty just closed her eyes. I then inserted my two fingers into her clit. She bit her lips while still having her eyes closed. I took a chance and kissed her on her lips. She didn’t reciprocate. So I pinched her on her clit and started rubbing it.
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