Wild Indian Hot Wife Squirts During Rough Sex
The sun soaked Indian dunes stretched out before them, a shimmering sea of warm golden sand illuminated by the blazing afternoon sun. The isolation was pure bliss, the perfect haven for young Sarah to unleash her pent up desires. Her dark hair billowed in the sultry breeze as she disrobed, the curve of her hips swaying hypnotically.
Her husband stood there watching, heart pounding with anticipation. He had noticed the change in her recently, a coquettish sparkle in her almond eyes, a hesitancy to meet his gaze. She walked towards him, bare-breasted with full round breasts bouncing against her torso. Her skin was the color of lightly toasted almonds, flawless and smooth under the dancing sunlight. He ran his hands down her sides, feeling the abundant curves of her womanhood beneath his exploring touch.
She stepped back with a wicked grin on her lips. Turning around, she reached back with both hands to grab the cheeks of her toned rear end, giving him a full view of her dripping wet pussy. Wanton and wild, she bent at the waist and spread herself open, leaving no doubt about her needs.
He wasted no time. Stepping forward, he grabbed her hips, roughly guiding her back against his rock hard shaft. She let out a loud moan as he entered her, slamming deep into her tight walls. Her tongue fell out of her mouth as he thrust into her rhythmically, each stroke hitting her g-spot with precision.
He firmly grabbed her hair and yanked her head back, adding another dimension of pleasure. She responded with an animalistic growl, arching her back even more and sticking out her heart-shaped ass. He grabbed both cheeks and spread them wide as he pounded into her relentlessly, imposing his dominance over his wife.
Her eyes rolled back and she opened her mouth in a silent scream of ecstasy before gushing wildly all over his pounding member, squirting an impressive amount of fluids. He continued to rock in and out of her convulsing love canal, drawing out her orgasm to the fullest.
As her contraction settled, he spun her around and claimed her lips in a searing kiss, his towering figure enveloping her petite form. She mewled into his mouth, tasting herself on his seeking tongue. Spinning her around again, he bent her over the arm of the beach chair. She reached back and spread her glistening folds wide open for him, involuntarily shuddering with anticipation.
He stroked himself to completion, shooting thick ropes of cum across her back and into her hair. Heart pounding, he looked down at his wife lost in pleasure, truly realizing the extent of passion he’d been missing out on. She looked back at him, a sly satisfied smirk painting her reddened lips.
