Ok” he nodded. Indian sex “No, I don’t like having coffee at night. Quickly, I grabbed a stirrer and began stirring, making sure it dissipated into the black liquid. Some soda or juice?” I asked casually, making my way towards him. “MMmmm!” I exclaimed, hand running through his hair, tugging and pulling. “MMmmm!” I exclaimed, hand running through his hair, tugging and pulling. It was just a few short minutes before the horn blared on TV, the time on the half hitting triple zero. Sweet right?” I smirked. I took one glance over at Chris, seeing that his eyes were still on me, and decided to have a little fun, satisfying my own exhibitionist side. “Let me get those. I walked towards the living room, both equally nervous and turned on, wanting all their eyes to be on me. It was exhilarating! I’ll probably head upstairs anyways! When I returned back to the kitchen, Chris was already back to his previous place on the couch and there didn’t appear to be anything off; the men were still talking as they watched the game, with Gary and Jason still taking to occasional glance at me as I prepared coffee in the kitchen. Even my husband, sitting on the single Barcalounger on my right, was looking at me speechless.
