There she stood in front of me in her birthday suit.My hot friend raised both her arms and held her head showing off every each of her god-crafted masterpieces right from her face, neck, armpits, those perky tits, rock-hard nipples, well-toned waist, neatly trimmed pubes, and thunder thighs.During our tongue fight itself, the knot of my robe had already untied. I took a cab and reached my room.I was hard, horny, and excited all afternoon and evening. Desi indian I was grabbing those bums and trying to reach the end of her thighs. After reaching my room, I got rid of my clothes, wrapped a gown, and settled down with a glass of scotch. It was a Saturday. Never had I imagined I would witness Rini in her sluttiest avatar getting groped, licked, and fucked mercilessly that too by her own father.The thought of incest that too by Rini, my good old friend with her own father, was
