Smita is moaning loudly, her fingers are between her legs, caressing her folds, at the same time pushing her fingers into her clit with certain amount of pressure.
please please, yes, yes...like this only. you are so good... good..ahh good...and Smita cums on her fingers, eyes rolling into her head.
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