गरमागरम देसी देहाती नौकरानी और उसके मालिक की रात भर की मस्ती

I looked to my right and saw one lady washing clothes.She was bending on a waist high stone and was washing. Indian xxx She was almost naked,in the sense,though, she technically was wearing a white saree,Mandakini would have died of shame had she seen this gorgeous lady.Perfect coconut sized tits,slim waist,very generous hips and thunder thighs were completely on the show.The saree was plastered to her like a second skin.She turned her back to me to dip the clothes in a bucket and my heart almost stopped by the beautiful view of well rounded buttocks, the crack in between. “I used casual leave indiscriminately. Now a days,no one wants to marry an uneducated girl…”
“No, semi literate…” I corrected him. I looked at her, she was bending on the rock,completely naked,She removed her Mandakini dress and was in the buff.She spread her ass cheeks and widened pussy lips showing pink innards.Mine is not to reason why,I muttered to myself and pushed with a jerk.