It was a cold rainy day, mom and dad had left for an overnight trip to her 20th high school reunion and wouldn’t be back until the next afternoon. M... sister was somewhere in the house, doing whatever sisters do. I was on my console hooked up with my internet team when my cell phone barked. I looked at the screen, Erin had sent a text. I swiped the screen code then the words ‘Truth or Dare’ showed up. I didn’t know where she was in the house so I sat in my chair and texted ‘Dare’.A few seconds. [STA:3]I straddle my legs farther apart to give him more access, submitting myself to his touch. Without hesitation, he forces his fingers roughly into me and quickens his pace, pushing so deep that his palm makes a smacking sound against my wet pussy. I arch my back and moan loudly, enjoying the feeling of him manhandling me. My gaze looks back to the door. He chuckles, knowing my thought, “Soundproof, my dear.” The Professor changes his piston movements to a steady speed, and I can feel. He could also see us. He kept looking through the window of her bedroom as he made circular patterns in his rounds. The shade was up so I pushed the small curtain aside so he could get a better look. He made his turns walking slower and slower as he passed her window.The girl was pretty with soft blue eyes that would change brightness with her mood. Pretty blonde hair, and a very sexy mouth. A mouth that could take the strength from a man’s legs. Her breasts were large and soft like pillows.. Raman woke up hearing his wife’s groans, looked at her and then looked down between them and saw my big cock pistoning in and out of her pussy. He scooted down the bed until his face was in front of her pussy hole.I saw him struggling to get his face between his wife’s legs and he was able to reach her clitoris with his mouth. Shilpa groaned louder now as Raman’s tongue flicked across her sensitive clitoris. The clitoris almost disappeared when I thrust inside, but on the out-stroke, the clit.