I stayed downstairs as I usually do. Indian xxx I was looking down watching him. His hand was squeezing my breasts over my bra. I listened for a moment but heard no movement from upstairs. Dan’s other hand’s middle finger was now lightly pressing against my butthole. Dan pointed to the back door. Me – “Dan!”
Dan – “You owe me.”
Me – “What if he comes down? I went up the stairs to the bedroom telling Dan to follow me. I shook my head at him as if to say what are you doing? Dan then pulled me down lower on his face. I decided to send my husband out for some groceries. He whispered in my ear, “I want to lick your pussy”. Me – “Ah huh”
Dan whispering, “You want me to lick your pussy don’t you?”
Me softly, “yeah”.











