I couldn't take it any longer so right there in the living room with Jay watching, I got on my knees, pulled down her sweats and started sucking her c...lit. I had a mental celebration at the fact that I was correct about her not wearing any undies. I used my thumbs to spread her thick, bald lips, as I inhaled her clit. She planted her feet, grabbed my head, and started rocking her wide hips. She was feeding me the pussy so good, in rhythm with my licking, that it seemed like she was dancing on my. After she was done she realized that she had just brought her normal sleepwear which was an oversized t-shirt that ended just below her ass. If she moved wrong you could see all of her business. She never wore underwear at night so she had not grabbed any. Damn she thought I can’t walk out there like this! She turned the light off and realized that the dim lamp in the hallway was the only light on. He must have gone to bed. She hoped that he was dead asleep. Fuck it! She thought, He has already. She was showing a lot of white smooth Sindhi skin. I think she caught me staring at her boobs a couple of times. Once I accidentally passed by her and she moved behind and I felt her ass .She must have surely felt my exited dick. She gave me searching glance and apologized and I could see her checking out my bulge. I felt like grabbing those juicy boobs and sucking them. I had a tough time controlling .She told me that her husband was in Hong Kong and she wanted to sell the house and had come. Iturned to Emily, and tried to scowl at her, but I don't think it came outthat way. "How could you do that to me?" I asked her."Do what? Make you sing to the best of your ability? That doesn't soundlike something you should be mad about."She was only making it worse. How could I be mad at her when she usedthat kind of logic? "But...the song!"She rolled her eyes at me. "Don't give me that," she said. "You know thatyou've got a higher pitched voice, you should be proud of it. I wantedyou to.