.. I hope you are Grace ... and not someone else" I sheepishly asked."Yep ... I'm Grace and the long suffering mother of those incorrigible girls".She...turned to face me, giving me a look at the most well-preserved 60 year old woman that I have ever seen. She had large firm tits and a petite curvy body that was the equal of her daughters. Her face was clear and wrinkle-free - she was a beautiful redhead just like her daughters."I'm pleased to meet you" I ventured."Likewise" she quipped and then. I started wondering when my sister became so sensitive! It seems like she had an orgasm just by getting her clitty kissed! It was going to be so much fun today, I thought to myself.I swiftly removed my sister’s panty, threw it and dive into her pussy. I kissed it and licked it like a mad dog. I pinched her clit and sucked it like the last thing I am going to do in this life.Kavi started moaning crazy. I stood in my knees, lifted her and pushed my tongue deeper in her pussy.I swirled my tongue. It couldn't form the words through the haze. I nodded. Why was I nodding? Was that my body sneaking a message through the fuzziness in my mind? Lewis smiled and breathed out. "Alright," he said, "I'll get cooking. Go and get up and ready for the day." He smiled more broadly, turned, and exited the room. In this year, the hundredth anniversary of World War One. I have heard a lot about shell-shock and the symptoms displayed by the patients and returning battle-scarred soldiers. Looking back, I. By this time the guy at the counter collected himself enough to say, "your pictures will be ready in just a minute Mrs. S-----". It suddenly came to me that we left our name and phone number every time we dropped pics off to be developed. I smiled, thanked him and told him to call me Jo. As I looked back at my pics rolling out of the developer, I saw that triples were being printed. The first guy quickly separated them, put two copies of each pic in an envelope and handed them to me, staring at.