She has a quick sense of humor and quick wit and says things in earshot of others. She once said "I will really make it worth your while when I get yo... home sweetie, if you can get it hard" just loud enough for a table other older women to hear, they whisper. I stay stoic, Mary giggles at my embarrassment. Driving from an appointment we are chatting, I am telling her of a situation where I accidentally spilled paint thinner on my crotch and had to pull my pants down while driving. Mary's. ”“Oh,” I said. She was blushing so hard, her cheeks were redder than her red tunic top. “Yeah, I, um,... yeah, I... I can.”“Well, that's good, I guess,” Sandy said. “Do you have a girlfriend?”“No. I did. I thought we were going to get married. I got a 'Dear John' letter when I was in the hospital after I got wounded.”“She broke up with you because you lost your legs?” Sandy sputtered. “That's horrible!”“No, no, she had mailed the letter before I got hurt. It just took a while for the. Voh bole aapka hoga deela lund yaha to hamesh tannat rahta hai. Maine puchha kitna bada hai voh bole pura ek balisht ka hai. Beewi nahi hai isliye man maar kar rahna padta hai. Raat bhar bete bahu ke palang ka char char chu music chalta rahta hai. Kya kare lund par hath rakh kar rahna padta hai kabhi muth bhi maar leta hu. Maine kaha mai vyavashtha karu kya vo bole kaise maine kaha meri beewi jo hai. Mera lund aajkar dheela hi rahta hai. Dono milkar share karege. Voh bole bhabhi maan jaigi kya.. I took them off and tossed them on the bed and hopped in the shower. On the way I could feel the cool air on my wet lips and clitoris was begging to swell. I was so tempted to touch myself, or get the large dildo and see just how good it would feel buried deep inside me, but I was a good girl and decided to save this pent up sexual frustration for a couple more hours.As I was getting out of the shower I heard the door close and walked out to see Steve picking up my soaked panties. "So....how do.