
Vina set the tripod on the bedroom dresser, adjusting the lens until both she and Vinod filled the frame. The red recording light pulsed like a heartbeat.
She wore nothing but a thin white tank top stretched tight across her heavy tits, nipples already poking through the cotton. Vinod stood behind her, naked, his thick cock already half-hard, the head glistening with a bead of pre-cum.





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