Bhabhi:please mere raja ab to chodo mujhe nh raha ja raha ….. Aaaahhh … Maaaa …. Bachao …. Aur jor se ghusao mere raja …. Phar do ere bur k... ….. Bahut satati hai …Me:aaj to bur kya gand me phardunga mere sital…..Aur uske bad may ungli se usko chodne laga … Aur apne hoton se uske gaand k bich me chatne laga….Fir maine apne ungli bur se nikal kar bhabhi me gand me dheere dhere ghusai….Aur aisa karte hi bhabhi k bur se pani ka ek chilka behne laga….. Bhabhi chill rahe the mar do mere raja ….Aaj. I stood in surprise as I stared down at it. I had a 'what-the-fuck'? moment, when I realized that the only reason for the presence of such a thing in our trash can, was that my wife thought she might be pregnant---but since she and I hadn't really had much (if any) of a sex life together in quite a few years, the significance of my discovery was all the more...surprising, you could say.I let the lid to the trash can fall shut and I went back into the house. My wife wasn't home at the moment,. We fished for trout in a cold mountain stream that had white boulders in it. The only supplies we had for the whole week were what we carried in our backpacks. We would get up at dawn and fish for our breakfast. After this morning meal we would fish throughout the day. Then toward dusk we would gather wood for the evening campfire, then have supper. We ate the same thing every day, morning and night. Fried trout with boiled dry rice. Our water came from the stream. "That has been my. " That's right, if you want to know if you're horny, you should see if your pussy is wet, is it?" Mindy once again jumped in with a suggestion."It is! My pussy is soaking wet!" Emily exclaimed, once again, oblivious to the lewd comments she was making about herself now."Well, you have to prove it Emily, take your panties off." Emily slid her panties off at the behest of Candy to reveal her cleanly shaven lips, but instead of tossing the panties to the front, she gave them to Candy, who wished.