Back in the 80s with my Indian girlfriend

In my last submission, I said something that wasn’t true… I said that I hadn’t indulged in guy sex since those days in the hayloft, and that is mainly true, except for one remarkable exception… When I was in college in the 80s, I had an incredibly funny girlfriend that I’ll call Anarkali. Anarkali was

Secretarial Practice from India

Alex’s cock was so big that he could move his hips back eight inches or more and still leave a good two or three inches stuck fast in her cunt. Shirlyn gasped and moaned deliriously, spreadeagled on her back across her employer’s desk, her naked body glistening with sweat, her legs spread wide on either

Hard Fuck At Work

The young woman gasped, her naked body steeply arched. Her breasts were swollen turgid and they thrust upward as her back bowed. Her hands flew up to clench the wrought-iron bedposts. Her face jerked to one side and her mouth opened in an ululating moan. Her hips quivered and lurched. Leaning over her on outstretched

Neha, the Indian Slutwife

My wife Neha and I, are happily married and like each other. We have a regular sex life and hence nothing unusual may be expected. We went once to Alibag, which is a beach resort near mumbai. The hotel Tropicana has large houses and we rented out one room for two nights. When we were