I text her the following morning as I walked to his back door. I made my way upstairs and knocked on his bedroom door; I could hear groans as I waited... outside the bedroom and finally she called me in.As I walked in, I saw that Kevin was lying on top of her; the covers were off the bed and his naked ass was on display; her hands were grasping it and as I looked, I could see that his dick was in her pussy!He rolled off and his limp dick fell from her pussy and I realized that he had just fucked. She actually really liked that one. “It suits my body, and it is my taste.”“Yes, I like that suite too, although it is the most old fashion one of them all,” Ms. Brendan approved. “It goes good with your skin and hair.”“And what else?” she pushed Donna to reveal more of her personal feelings, Donna understood.“Hmmm, the dinner yesterday was fabulous. I have never eaten that stuff, and it tasted great! The service was good, the wine was delicious...”“It’s a good restaurant,” Ms. Brendan agreed.. Heck, there was even a rumor of a massive pipeline planned to go way up into the sub-Arctic wilderness. I had to see that to believe it. I had a feeling that some Texas oil companies were going to be in for a surprise when they moved up here. I've seen a high quality drop forged wrench fall off a bench and break like a china dish hitting the kitchen floor. The cold up here in winter does strange and bad stuff to both men and equipment.Speaking of equipment, Susi had some really good stuff. . I’ll be there soon.She was in the kitchen all day long, cooking lots of things for the guests. I quickly opened the door, and they were already on the car porch. It was a new jeep compass. I was admiring the car while my uncle and aunt came to the door.Uncle Jerry: Hey, David! Nice car, right?Me: Yeah, uncle! It looks awesome.But then another view stuck to my eyes. My aunt. God, she was smoking. She is 40, two years older than my mom. She was wearing a saree. My mom also wears a saree. But that.