Cry, Panty-sniffing Spy

What’s an unfortunate fetishist to do when caught right under the bed of the object of his adoration, the gorgeous and juicy spouse of his gloomy neighbor? Indian xxx Make sex with her, of course! But what if he’s caught in the act by the gloomy neighbor himself? Make sex with his wife! Sounds like science fiction, but that’s exactly what happened to the hero of this story. All because the husband turned out to be an impotent man who loves his wife very much.

Sometimes she would dress up just to strip back down, other times she would only take off her panties and we would fuck fully dressed. “That was amazing!” Vicki blurted out breathlessly
“I know, suga” Cailey said smiling. So, Vicki hun, I guess we have a new place to live,” in the back of my mind, I felt relieved, I wouldn’t be near Vicki’s Mom to worry about her getting angry with me for what we had done. Then they dragged me out to the floor, and we all danced together. Vicki giggled. I licked one of my fingers, and added it to the two she had in there. We divided up the shots, and there was 16 for each of them. Vicki saw my reaction out of the corner of her eye, and when she pulled away from Cailey, she smiled again.

Cry, Panty-sniffing Spy