Not long after my family moved to another state so saw Auntie May only in the summer and by then she,d married at sixteen and already had my eldest co...sin in her belly so no “Hanky Panky” after that and she ended up,having three c***dren before turning twenty. The early 1950s were c***dhood years, but by 1959 aged fifteen when asking my parents about sex they chickened outbsaying I,d find out when I needed to. It was best friend and buddy Burt who showed me pornographic magazines his father had. I asked her, hypothetically, if I decided to leave Kurt whether she and I could be together with you. We discussed it - a lot. She was more than willing. And she was fine with Kara in that same role.”“Seriously?” I asked, shocked. “You seriously thought about that?”“Yes, but you kept pushing me back to Kurt. And,” she sighed, “you were absolutely right to do so; there is no question about it. I was crazy to think that a group marriage was a good fit for me. I need the relationship I have now. I. He asked if he could fuck her? I pulled out a condom, opened it, grabbed his cock and slid it on for him. She turned around kneeling on the chair and he eased into her soaking wet cunt. He was slowly pumping his cock in and out of her. I reached across her bottom and started to slide my finger in her ass as he was fucking her pussy. The small dick man had moved off and someone else had moved in. She started to stroke his cock and moved around behind our row. The man fucking her took at least. Cindy, meanwhile, was turning out to be amazingly good company, an intelligent woman on many subjects even though she didn’t finish her education, and a witty talker who could hold her own. I felt like we were getting really close. One night as I was leaving and Rhonda was downstairs when I left, she stopped me to talk. ‘Jon, can you keep a secret.’ ‘Sure.’ ‘It’s about Cindy.’ I was suddenly uncomfortable. ‘Uh… sure, I guess.’ She smiled. ‘It’s nothing bad, just something I wanted to pass.