The techniques she instructed me on were very appreciated and served me well with Aunt Sarah, as well as more than a few women over the ensuing years....On a Saturday morning that June of '78, I headed to my cousin's house to help him put a new carburetor on his Chevelle. Billy and I often worked on cars together and shared many good times. I arrived at his house about 9 am and didn't think much about his car not being in the driveway, assuming it was in their garage. I looked through the garage. Well as we all know, older ladies that have gone through menopause can’t get pregnant. So I figured I needed to find one of those old ladies in my neighborhood that was old enough so I could cum inside her. I have had sex without a condom on before, but I have never dumped my sperm load inside a women. I went on a search. I stared walking around my neighborhood all the time looking for older ladies. One day I was walking and saw this lady with gray hair. I knew she was too old to get. We are on an exploration mission for Preservation, a Georgia community." He put his hand out and one of the men took it and shook it vigorously.He said, "I'm glad to meet you. I'm Tom Albers and this is my brother, Vic. We live close to the Somerset airport and keep this plane running to give us a chance to fly. Our wives are at the airport and we need to go there soon to keep them from worrying."Vic said, "You are from Preservation. I haven't heard of any place named that. Where is it and what. We started out that we were only going to open one gift each of our choice but since the gift my wife chose was the first part of her hunt it left us no option but to open all our gifts. When she grabbed the gift I told her if she opened that one we would have to open all our gifts so we quickly agreed to make our Christmas Eve our Christmas morning, it was well into the early morning anyway. I took away the box and told her that would be the last one she opened. We all ripped apart the paper.