In too short a time (affliction of youth), I was staining his settee with my copious seed. He wasn't too impressed with my lack of control or the shee... volume of sperm pooling on the velour. I never saw him again.Since then, and until recently, there had only been one episode with a man, something of a disaster and really not noteworthy at all. But, the hankering never entirely left me. As much as I liked making out with my wife or other women, somewhere, in the back of my mind, the desire to. "Ali..." Aunt Sheen's voice over the hissing pot broke me out of my reverie, "What are you thinking of, son." My eyes focused back on her lovely, large tits as they swayed softly while she stirred the pot slowly and looked at me with a smile."No... Nothing, Aunty." I stammered, trying to recover my thoughts."Come on, son. Now you're just being shy. I know you were thinking something about us." She grinned and continued to stir the pot while looking straight at me."Well..." I started, deciding. I put my hand on her ample thigh and continued to kiss her for several minutes. It didn't take long for us to decide to move the party elsewhere. We decided on my apartment, so upon arrival I showed her to my room. She was looking at my books and bent down slowly to examine some of the titles. I couldn't resist the opportunity to playfully slap her hot booty... She immediately responded to this by jumping on the bed and lying on her back. I straddled her curvalicious body and started. ”“I guess I haven’t shown you enough how much I love you. What could be weak with us sharing the beauty of our child? I’d sooner have you living in your own home with our baby than feeling anything less than being my partner. Karen and Wendy wouldn’t allow you to be treated any less than their equal.”“I don’t have to think about it. I know you’d make an excellent mom and I would love to raise a child with you.”Tina’s squeal of delight caused others at nearby tables to look at them. “We’re going.