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Delivery Guy Return : 10

Anjali used two of her fingers to part the flesh between her legs, showing us a pussy that was wet and glistening.

The delivery man was breathing heavily.

Delivery man : you're so sexy, May I touch your pussy.

Anjali : you can, but only if you would  like to fingerfuck me? (Offering more than he is asking)

Delivery man : sure my pleasure mam.

Anjali moved in closer to him, so close that the man's nose was inches away from her belly.

He flicked out his tongue and licked around her bellybutton.

Anjali caressed the side of his face with one hand, the other one massaging a breast.

Tarak cant sit and watch anymore.

I went and stood behind her, pressed my erection against her butt.

She turned to me and smile.

I blew on the back of her neck and she squirmed some more.

I cupped my wife's breasts from behind, squeezed them gently. I jiggled them in the delivery man's face, who stuck his tongue out again.

A thin line of saliva connected one of the areolas to the man's tongue.

"Oh," Anjali moaned. "Oh wow."

Delivery man : are you ready? (The man asked her permission)

Anjali nodded.

Delivery man : Please. Please put your finger inside me. I need it.

I nibbled on the side of Anjali's neck, squeezed her breasts harder.

The man continued to kiss her breasts, his fingers moving tantalizingly closer to her pussy but not touching it yet.

"Please," Anjali said again. "Don't make me wait anymore."

Delivery man : I want you to make as much noise as you can , Moan for me first.

Tarak can see that now his presence doesn't matter to the delivery man he is completely turned on.

She moans in a demanding tone asking his fingers in her.

The delivery man put one of his fingers into his mouth, licked it, and then brought it to touch my wife's pussy.

Anjali buckled in front of me.

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