At least they’ve got good taste. You are even more lovely than I could have imagined. Turn for me.”Faith blushed at the command. “But Aunt Jane.....”“Hush, little one. Just turn.”Faith bit her lower lip nervously but complied with the command. She felt her blush deepen as she slowly turned, knowing that she was displaying herself to her aunt.“Simply perfection,” said Jane as she studied the delicate feminine curves of her niece. “They have good taste, indeed.”“Aunt Jane, why haven’t you released. The daughter wasn't really my type - a bit of a snotty goth, the boyfriend again wasn't really my type - and whilst not being gay, I had sucked and wanked a couple of cocks in my time ( me I'm 64 by the way and live on my own). The mother was quite a small woman, pixie like with short blonde hair and not to bad a figure with quite a nice pair of tits, from what I could gather from talking to her outside on occasions, though she never wore clothes to show off what she had. . I reached up both hands gently holding onto his ass as I watched him sit down on my cock. "Yes... yes yes.... just like that.. just like that.. put it in that ass... come on..." I encouraged him. He got me in him no problem as he let out a loud satisfied moan. he started to ride me as his ass bounced up and down on my raw cock. I slapped his ass and grabbed on, watching him fuck himself. I sat up higher as I lifted his shirt and started sucking his chest. licking him all over while he grabbed. So one prostitute could easily be ten or more. And what diseases could he bring home?Just the thought made me sick.I had given Chris my virginity. I had been faithful to him. Kept every promise I had ever made. I had kissed a few boys at school but Chris was the only man I had ever loved. And in truth, I still do.For this, I hate myself.You see, Chris is a great father to Ashly our two year old boy. He is also a brilliant son-in-law as my parents love him. I love his charm too.Also, I'm.