It was 2:53 AM and she had been sleeping since about 10:00. She shook her head, grabbed the wine glass, turned off the lamp and headed to her room. Sh... caught a chill as she sat on her bed. The window was cracked and a rainy wind came through the screen. Her body was covered in goosebumps and she swore for a second, she could smell him. She took two big gulps of wine, swallowing every last drop. She stripped down, leaving nothing on but her diamond earrings. Pulling back her Egyptian cotton. While she was going, I noticed the swiveling moments of her ass. All these days I had been also been noticing that she used to scratch on her sari over her asshole. When she came back, I asked her, “Aunty, I want to rub you here, can I please?” cupping her ass with my palm. She was taken aback, but she did not take my hand away from her buttocks. Her face was slightly red with shyness.I slowly pulled her petticoat up to her waist revealing to me little by little her gorgeous legs and smooth. He watched every move I made and ran his fingers through my long dark curly hair. I blew my hot breath on his cock while rubbing his balls. His legs started to quiver a bit, so I knew he was enjoying himself. I sat down on the bed and pulled his body towards me. I could see his cock peeking through his briefs and it looked so yummy. I could see the pre-cum on the tip of his cock so I could not resist but to lick it all up. As I was licking the pre-cum, he said to me “you love my cock, don’t. She leans low, her hair brushing against the ground to emphasize the curve and swell of her buttocks. Her left hand holds her steady, her right hand is already inside her panties fingering her pussy. She won’t be able to cum, not yet, but she loves the way her arousal drives the dance. It feels so much more primal when she’s horny. She wonders, each time, if this will be the time he asks her to do more than dance for him. She would do it. All her resistance is gone now, melted away under a tide.