I had been there a couple of times with Sara Jane visiting her "aunt." At least she called her that... she was somewhere north of eighty, a tiny wizen...d woman with a surprisingly hearty laugh. If anything she was an aunt of a remote cousin.I had noticed while we were there that there were a lot of knock-off handicrafts that were sold to tourists. I thought it would be nice to give my love the ring in a small handcrafted purse. What I had in mind was a replica of a type of bag designed to carry. We got home and Mom stormed into the house and found Aunt Jenny. She proceeded to tell her what had happened, but...”“But what?” Mom asked excitedly.“ ... But she broke down laughing. She was laughing so hard, she couldn’t even stand up anymore. She ended up lying on the floor, still howling with laughter. Then you know what she did?”We just shook our heads.“She sat across Tony’s lap and gave him the most passionate kiss of his whole life. I think Mom actually put him out for a moment. Then she. Toh bua us saior ke baat ko maane. Boh jaake paaas ke church me saadi kii,aur uske baad woh bua ko choda,uske baad bua apne town ko lot gayi sailor ko ye bol ke kii boh aayegi, par wo nahi aayi,bua kuch din ke baad office me join ki,ur uske ek mahine baad bua gaai me usport me aaye the,us sailor ko lene jo unka husband ho chuka tha,port ka dusre sight jahan pe light nahi jalti us sight me gaadi ko park karke bua nangi hoke us boat pe gaye, ocha kuch sex korenge aur aayenge, par us pehle wo. Then, when I was about half way in, something tore and with a grunt of animal triumph I drove home. Sophie twitched and twisted, begging me to stop, as I butt-fucked her without mercy.I withdrew just before her mother joined us. I was prepared to swear Sophie was still virgo intacta and, despite what the sniveling teenager might say, I hadn't even had her pants down.When Mary did join us in Sophie's bedroom she was a changed person. Gone was the nervous, guilty, woman we had left covering her.