Not Sure She's Really Of Indian Descent, But...

I pointed to her asshole and motioned for him to stick his finger in her ass. He began rubbing his fingers around her asshole and letting one slide into her ass. She was bouncing around the bed, moaning and pushing her ass back toward him, clearly enjoying having her ass played with. I could see his cock was straining against his shorts while he was enjoying playing with my ex-wife. I told her to keep her head under the pillow, but turn onto your back and get your legs into the air. Holding the pillow, she flipped onto her back and placed her knees beside her chest. Just the site of her legs wide open like a whore while a man she had known for years as a friend was playing with her pussy and asshole was almost too much to bear. She has no idea that it was not me bringing her to a orgasm. I asked her if she wanted another finger in her ass and she said yes. He pulled out his finger and then slowly slid two fingers in her ass and brought her to an orgasm which he later told me he could. “Fuck,” she sighs heavily. The girl left her door wide open. Nothing I can do about that right now. Turning right back around, she steps inside.There is far more light than she expects, since many of the curtains are opened. Ursula tries to rack her brain to remember if they were open last night when she left. She can’t remember, her mind is clouded with images of Dave and his granddaughter. Instantly she feels wetness between her legs, and it isn’t just the paperboy’s cum. This is fresh and warm.“Hello?” she calls out again, uncertain if anybody is going to answer or even home. Leaving the door open, she steps further in. No sense closing off her only quick escape route. What the hell am I thinking? Ursula frowns. I’m not in any danger.Quietly she heads for the garage, which is right through the kitchen. Inside there are two cars, presumably Dave and Jane’s. She can’t remember seeing one in the driveway, so it’s a good chance. She goes back in the kitchen. Everything is undisturbed..
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