Ed satisfy's the Indian MILF like a good guest should*

Ed grabbed Preeti by the ass and pulled her close to kiss her passionately, the petite Preeti was craning her neck up as they kissed so Ed lifted her up and held her in his arms as they maintained their embrace with the Indian MILF wrapping her arms and legs around him, pressing her ample breasts against him.

Preeti was light as a feather and after some time she stopped kissing Ed and bit his lip, Ed stared at her but she smiled at him "fuck me, I need it, fuck me like one of your cheap westeren whores."

Ed grinned at her "you want to be my slut and feel me inside you?"

Preeti bounced up and down in his arms excitedly declaring loudly "yes! My pussy has been left to whither and die! I need cock! I need you to..... oooooohhhh, that's it". As Preeti had been bouncing up and down Ed had maneourved his cock so she lowered herself onto him, she was so wet that he slid inside her easily.

Preeti took things slow "Oh, by Ganesh's trunk you are so much bigger than my husband, it hurts, I don't know if I can take it " she whimpered as she clung onto Ed.

Ed didn't move, instead letting Preeti move at her own pace as she adjusted to the Ed's cock inside which was longer and wider than her husbands. Sweat poured from her as she did her best to take all of Eds size inside her petite frame but eventually she managed to lower herself all the way and gradually move her hips.

Ed fought desperately against fucking the shit out of her but didn't want to hurt her, it was almost as though she was teasing him with her tight pussy and the way she contracted her muscles to work his cock.

When Preeti was more comfortable she whispered into Ed's ear "My husband would have cum inside me by now, but you won't will you". Eds voice croaked as he promised he wouldn't. Preeti nibbled on his ear as she moaned in his ear "good boy, I want you to make me feel like my husband never has and then cum on my face, make me feel dirty, like I'm your cheap whore."

Ed nearly shot his load at hearing her request but instead concentrated on picking up the pace, Preeti didn't know what had hit her, one moment she was in control and the next she was clinging on for dear life as Ed's hips became a blur. Preeti's mind went blank and she started crying out as her world became centred on Ed's cock pummelling her pussy until with a final cry Preeti's whole body shock as an orgasm cascaded through her body.

Preeti's reaction brought Ed over the edge and he hurriedly placed his lover on the ground, her legs buckled immediately and she dropped to her knees where Ed blasted her face with thick threads of semen. White globules contrasted with her brown skin, it streaked through her black hair, covered one of her eyes and ran down her chin.

He looked down impressed with his handiwork, the normally respectable traditional seeming Indian MILF stumbled to the ensuite with her face covered in cum. She laughed when she saw herself in the bathroom mirror, she commented "perfect" then grabbed her phone and started to take seflies. Ed stood confused until she explained to him that they were her **** against her husband.

After awhile she stepped into the shower to wash herself clean, Ed joined her and played with her large soapy tits until he got hard which made Preeti laugh "oh, to be young, not only would he produce a trickle compared to you but he'd need a nap afterwards. Whereas you are ready to go after a few minutes."

"You're just so beautiful and sexy I can't help myself" grinned Ed as he prepared to fuck her again.

Their skin had started to wrinkle by the time they were finished with round 2. Preeti found them both towels and they were soon dry. Preeti then dressed herself in a simple green dress without underwear. She looked at Ed thoughtfully "I guess the question is what to do with you....."