“George Senior and his wife Sarah, died in 1944, I think it was January or February. Your father was raised by his Aunt Lucille, who was only 22 at ...the time,” mom said. “And is still alive in a nursing home, back in Chicago.”“That means that she’s turning 96 this year,” dad added.“Interesting stuff; Doc Huckabee has gotten me interested in Genealogy; so, Mom, do you remember when your parents died – I don’t, sorry?” I said.“That was 1960 for my dad, Jeffrey Smithson, and my mother died five. Nimmy aunty padi likhi khule vicharon wali mahila thi aur kafi sexy bhi thi. Kabhi kabhi baton baton me semi non veg joke bhi kar leti thi. Mai bhi kabhi kabhi unse double meaning ki baten kar leta tha. Wo kabhi bura nahin manati thi. Raat me wo kabhi nighty ya short mini skirt aur t. Shirt me hoti thi. Jab wo mini skirt aur t.shirt me hoti thi tab kabhi kabhi wo manmohak perfume lagati thi. Uski mahak muze itani bhati thi ki jee karta tha unhe bhahon me lekar chumte huwe unke sarir ka mahak. Things had changed.Sara won three consecutive times. All ending with her wanting to kissBree.On the third kiss, Bree reached out and gently touched the bottom ofSara's chin as she brought Sara's face closer to hers. Sara's closed hereyes as Bree moved in again to kiss Sara's lip gloss lips.As their lips met, Bree reached out and touched Sara's leg with her otherhand. Bree then started to move her hand up Sara's leg, gently squeezingSara's thigh flesh, and moving higher.Bree's hand was now. My girlfriend came and gave me a kiss on the cheek as I pouted and handed me a red solo cup full of what I can only describe as every alcohol I can name on one hand mixed with some sweet berry juice, the drink may not have been professionally mixed, but damn did it pack a punch. Half way through the drink the tent started to droop and I was just laughing at the amount of effort being put into it... The girls were already on their 2 or 3 cup each and James was already on his 2nd asking for a.