Indian Muslim Man Fucking Indian Muslim Aunty

The Indian Muslim man was tall, muscular and well built, with piercing dark eyes and a thick beard.He was dressed in loose fitting clothing that showed off his chiseled abs and bulging biceps.As he walked into the room, the sound of his accent was so thick that I could barely understand what he was saying.But as soon as I saw him walking towards me, my heart skipped a beat.He was holding hands with a older woman who looked like his mom, and there was a definite attraction between them.She smiled at him, and he put his arm around her shoulders.It was clear they had known each other for a long time.I watched as they approached the bed, where there was an array of erotic toys scattered about.They looked up at me, their eyes piercing through me like two daggers.The look on their face told me that they didnt care about me and that they were just using me for this one night.The Indian Muslim man grabbed me roughly and dragged me onto the bed.I struggled against him, but he overpowered me.His strong hands wrapped around my waist, and his lips found mine, kissing me brutally.I tried to push him away, but he was too strong for me.He then grabbed my breasts and pressed them against my chest.His rough fingers teased my nipples until they were swollen and hard.His mouth left my lips and traveled down my neck, licking and nibbling on my sensitive skin.He then undid my bra and let it fall to the floor.His hand made its way under my shirt and up my skirt, unbuttoning it and letting it fall off.He then grabbed my hips and pushed me back on the bed.His thick cock was erect and ready to penetrate me.I screamed out in pleasure as he inserted his cock inside of me.His balls slapped against my clitoris with every thrust, driving me wild with desire.He grunted loudly as he came, ejaculating deep inside of me.As he pulled out of me, he looked down at me with a smirk on his face.Nice fucking, bitch, he said with a leer in his voice.Then he grabbed my hair and forced my head back, kissing me deeply again before he got up and stormed out of the room, leaving me lying there, still breathing heavily.