Very suspicious.“Yuck!” she yanked her hand out of the basket.She had touched something slimy in there. She looked at her fingers and saw that the... were covered with a clear sticky substance. She bought her fingers to her nose and sniffed.“Oh my god!” The unmistakeable smell of semen assaulted her nose. She wiped her hand and carefully pulled her mothers blouse out of the hamper. The front of the blouse had three distinct wet stains; one of which was undeniably a wad of semen. Had her brother. I would wait in my bedroom with the door half open waiting to hear her moving around and as she opened her door I would have my underwear at my ankles and pretend to pull them up quickly. All of these were portrayed as inadvertent and innocent and unlikely to cause any confrontation or suspicion.I got bolder with her panties, too. Based on my trips to the hamper I could tell her purple cotton briefs were her favorites, as well as mine. One day I pulled them out of the washing machine during the. ”I knew that people were outside, and we cannot take more time. I quickly removed my pants and my cock was out. She grabbed it and gave me a few jerks.My wife thumb-finger touched my cock tip and pressed it hard. I couldn’t wait anymore and made her turn in the doggy style. I lifted her saree and down came her panties. Her cunt was overflowing with her juices. I inserted my rod into her chut. My cock was fully inside her chut and she was enjoying it.She was making loud noises now, “Aaaahhhhh... Lizbeth just looked and laughed.We collected the letters for the fun of it, we sent back the pictures of those who wanted their pictures returned and we wrote a polite –no thank you—where appropriate.All told the ads brought seven letters of more than routine interest and we dutifully met each couple. Most of them had, in our way of thinking, something wrong with them. It could be politics "I won't attempt to form a friendship with someone who likes Bush and always had" I said my wife later. On.