The tent was up. While sucking he was doing something with his hands on my balls. I don’t know what but I licked it. It was over 10 min now. Nothing...more happened, nothing came but I was feeling like King of the world. He was tired. He stopped and stood up. He was all sweaty and exhausted. I pulled him towards me and kissed him. He rested his head on my shoulder. But I was not done yet.I said ” I want to have white fluid, he replied ” I am too tired why don’t you try it with your hands”. I. I set it over the edge of the fire and went to collect more wood. On my third trip back she returned from upstream with roots and several other plants. It looked like she had already washed them off and knelt to slice and cut them up.Dinner was nice and we washed and cleaned everything in the stream together. When I crawled into the tent it was to see both liners laid out together. She followed and turned to seal the tent, "strip."I looked at her and she turned and grinned, "fuck buddy."I began. I grabbed the upper part of her boobs but my motion was stopped.My hands were stuck in her bra. She was murmuring something. I lied on her and placed my ear near her mouth. She whispered “Bhaiya aap ye kya kar rhe ho??? Ye galat hai…. hum aapki bhabhi hain …. mmm …. aaahh” I continued my efforts, keeping my position intact. I placed my chin on her neck and was massaging her upper boobs. I whispered in her ears” accha lag rha hai?” She didn’t respond. She was only moaning. Mmm …. aaahh …... It's like I can't think without you to help right now ... Does any of this make any sense?"I could hear a shrill tone coming into her voice. Abigail was about to have a melt-down. "Ok. Let's talk ... Tell me about your flight home."Abigail took a big breath and started to talk. "The flight was on time, and my seat was just inside the front door by the cockpit. When we were up in the air the pilot turned around and spoke to me for few minutes. I couldn't understand why he was interested until I.