I know I was drunk, but something in me must have wanted to do it. Oh sure I remember the bartender and his smooth talk about getting even with Danny....Funny how when you have been drinking, things you think of seem to make sense. The more I watched, the more excited I became. I was sitting in my reclining chair and I eased my legs open I touched myself and I was wet. I was sensitive and I knew I was turned on. I touched my clit and it was swollen hard. I just laid back in my chair and lost. Theory was put into practice here. Devi was concentrating on naani now. While watching what was going on, she began to rub her pubis on my thigh. I was on the verge of spurting my juice.I told naani so and she stopped her sucking and turned her attention to devi. She began kissing her thighs and slowly moved towards her mould. I moved aside and watched them. Devi spread her legs allowing naani access to her cunt. I moved in closer. I could see naani’s tongue flicking devi’s clit. Devi further. She stared at me and was deep in thought. If only for ten seconds could I be a mind reader!She finally responded with a laugh. "You had me going there. You're good. For a moment there, I thought you were serious." I am serious," I said quietly but insistently."Leave me alone," she said calmly and turned away."Melissa!" I said. I reached out and grabbed her wrist."Let me go!" she yelled and tried to shake my hand free. I was determined to talk to her."Is this guy bothering you?" a male voice. Now by this time she is wriggling around and hugging him like a little girl, she is seriously in on the act and winding him up no end. Then suddenly she kneels down and starts stroking his cock underneath his trousers and pretends to be curious about what lies beneath.You can tell that he's hard as hell and soon his zip works it's way down and my wife is holding his raging boner in her hand, rolling it around and stroking it gently with her fingers. She pokes it a little and licks the tip.