Indian wife in Rain – Part 2

Dileep stayed that way for a couple of minutes inside Anita’s wet indian pussy and then withdrew his cock still erect.

‘Well, how was it?’ Kavita finally asked her husband after a moment’s interlude.

‘It was great but don’t you think Anita should have been woken up?’ Dileep asked.

‘The next time can include orals as well.’ Kavita replied as they settled down to sleep.

‘Why next time? Why not now? You girls don’t seem to understand how difficult it is for men to go to sleep with two nude females and hard cocks?’ Dileep protested.

‘Look, Kavita why don’t you, well play around with Anita? I mean even if you taste her pussy, the juices that will be flowing out will be Dileep’s only and that way, she will wake up gradually.’ Amit said.

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‘Sure.’ Kavita replied.

As Dileep went over to the other side of the bed, Kavita took her husband’s place.

Very gingerly, she touched Anita’s taut nipples.

Anita’s nipples were sensitive and within no time started getting harder and harder and erect.

This was something Kavita had noticed the other day on the beach as well.

Moving her fingers down, sliding them over her skin, Kavita brushed the tips of her fingers over her nipples.Anita took a quick breath and sighed.

As Kavita waited Anita stretched and started pushing her chest out to Kavita.

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Kavita just couldn’t believe how she felt.

For that matter even the men were aroused eagerly anticipating as to how Anita would react.

Just touching Anita’s skin was driving her crazy.

She could feel herself getting more and more aroused.

And her pussy was getting more and more wet.

Her fingers kept moving over Anita, squeezing, rubbing, massaging.

She pushed her fingers down over her nipples, flicking her nail over her very erect nub. Anita moaned in response.

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Kavita flicked her brown nipple again, over and over again.

Taking her mounds in her hands, she pushed them together and rubbed back and forth.

Anita was breathing quicker, short gasps coming from her mouth.

Closing her forefinger and thumb around her nipple, Kavita pinched gently.

When Anita moaned louder, she squeezed harder, pulling on her tight little nipple.

Kavita played with Anita’s tits, working her fingers over her nipples and squeezing with her hands.

Anita leaned back, thrusting her breasts forward. Her chest rose up and all three of them exchanged smiles.

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