She felt his hands on her ass, pulling them apart; she knew he could fully see her hot wet gash now. Indian XXX He moved to the side of the couch his hand sliding down across her ass as he did. The tip of his cock was no more than six inches from her face now. It wasn’t like the man was a rapist or anything; he hadn’t forced his way past her. Maybe the man had just been playing with her earlier and wouldn’t even bring this morning up with her. Slowly she pulled back and forth on the hard cock watching intently as more of his pre cum slickness formed at the huge slit. TEN TO SIX The doorbell rang for the third time before Fran Shannon could make it up the stairs. She had taken a nap on the sofa and was still lying there when the man knocked on the door. She couldn’t drink it all, though she tried. It was not completely erect as it tumbled into view. She didn’t bother dressing or covering herself as she watched Bob pull his clothes on. “Your electrical box is fried, not going to be able to do much until the storm passes.” He stared at Fran’s lightly covered ass as he spoke.
