She gasped at the thrill it gave her. She felt his tongue rubbing her hipbones, and trace the line of her groin, to the juncture of her legs. "I love ...our little heart." he told her. She almost didn't hear him. She was feeling his tongue spread her Mons, seeking the treasure there.She felt him touch the opening of her anus, and work slowly upwards. Her legs opened to give him access, and he licked at the opening of her vagina, seeking the juice that flowed from her. She felt his lips. Her name is Leela 43-year-old bitch. My dad is working abroad and she is staying with me to help with my studies.Her complexion is of a typical South Indian woman. Her main attraction is her ass 38 inch round curvy ass, which shape is visible when she wears a saree. And then her navel carries little fat so that it will feel good if we massage her from behind. Last her boobs. 36D bra just tries to uplift her boobs.But her boobs always try to come out of it. While she is sleeping I lie next to. Did you really mean that?"A very erotic shiver ran through me. She was still thinking of that afternoon. "Yes, my dear, I really meant it. I think it might be most exciting for all three of us." I'm sure by now, that it would excite me, but I was not so sure the first time you proposed it." You are exciting me, right now." Mmmm. That's what I wanted to know. And that's why I wanted to ask you, right after we had made love. I don't want it to be your hard cock speaking through your mouth, you. We were both pretending to watch TV but we were very aware of each other. Her perfume wafted across the room. I could hear mom rummaging around in the kitchen."So is this view as good as the view I gave you down at the gazebo last night?" she smiled.She slid a red painted fingernail along the juncture of her thighs and gently rubbed the pad of her finger along the seam of her tights.I blushed and said nothing."Which did you enjoy more; watching me fuck that boy or watching me rub my cunt for.