Almost nonchalantly I pushed it off her with my hands. Indian xxx We made small talk and watched television. I got between her legs and let my ramrod easy into her snatch. She loved to wear her sari low on the waist and one occasionally got a good peek at her “bembi”. As usually, Marsella welcomed me, possibly glad for the company and gave me tea and biscuits. Marsella was a mature maid – past fifty and possibly past sixty too. Deftly she skinned my fleshy banana and then slowly started sucking the engorged head of my cock, taking first a small bit in her mouth and then increasingly the full length of my shaft till she was almost balls deep. Taking a firm place to rest my heels, I gave her a few trial strokes of my member.




















