Committed. Without whispered assumptions. Desi porn Meenu’s hips shifting as if unsure whether to pull away or sink deeper into it.Meenu’s back arched suddenly, a sharp inhale cutting the silence. The air was cooler there. Below, Priya moved with focus, tuned in completely to Meenu’s juicy pussy, in every push.Meenu’s fingers found my boobs, squeezing them tight. Her hands rose, fingers cupping Priya’s face. The air was cooler there. If you’re so experienced, how exactly do you like to fuck a woman?” Meenu paused. Always wondered if it’d be calmer. Her hands rose, fingers cupping Priya’s face. There was a flicker, curiosity, interest, maybe even challenge.Me: “Priya, this is Meenu ji.
