Didi: Main kaise batau kyu kam nahi kar raha.Me: Didi aap hamesa night dress mein khelte ho. Woh pehan kar try karo.Didi: Pagal hai kya, inke samne sk...rt aur top pehan kar baithungi.Me: Didi hume to paiso se matlab hai na aur jeetne ke liye try karne mein kya harz hai.Didi: Haan baat to sahi keh rahi hai. Waise bhi hamare paas kuch nahi bacha.Aur fir didi ne skirt aur top pehan liya. Didi jab room mein aai to sabki nazre didi par tik gayi.Alsam : Marne ka irada karke aai hai.Raju ne dhire se. Can I keep it secret for now? I'll tell you later, okay?"#3: "Sure." The look on some of their faces when you win will be fun to see. I'm going to enjoy that."A minute or so later Donna added, "I just remembered you asked about running a marathon, and I said you hadn't trained enough. You could run a marathon, couldn't you?" I think so. It'd probably be even easier for me to win than a 10k."Donna pointed out, "But you didn't argue with me when I said you couldn't. See! Told you you're nice."I. I still have to take the film in for developing.” This was long before the time of the digital camera. “But I will pose for you.”That stunned me. My sweet wife had always refused to do more than the occasional portrait. She walked to the center of the room and sat down. First she laid back on the carpet, then she spread her legs pulling her dress up to her waist. She was quite exposed. She then moved her right hand over to her vagina and inserted her middle finger into her. The feeling of a full bladder disappeared, replaced with rising heat. I could feel my pussy gripping her finger and this was not something I was consciously doing. Kevin had hit the same spot with his penis, but that had been an infrequent bumping, as opposed to the constant rubbing I was now enjoying. The glow continued outward, making my knees weak and my breathing labored. I could feel a pressure building in my groin, my legs were quivering, and I lay down. What she was doing was connected.