As I walked into Sonam's house, I could feel the anticipation building inside me. I knew she was a married Indian housewife, but that only made me crave her more. Sonam greeted me with a smile, her eyes full of mischief. I could tell she was just as eager as I was.
Without wasting any time, Sonam led me to her bedroom. As soon as the door closed behind us, she dropped to her knees in front of me. With a seductive look in her eyes, she reached for my belt and slowly undid it. I could feel myself getting harder with each touch of her soft hands.
Sonam's lips wrapped around my cock, and I moaned in pleasure as she started sucking me off. Her tongue danced around my shaft, sending waves of pleasure through my body. I couldn't believe how skilled she was, making me moan and groan with each movement.
I knew I had to have more of Sonam, more of her sonam xxx magic. And I couldn't wait to explore every inch of her.
