We used to fight all the time about this and that. Silly stuff, really. If I said the sky was gray, she would say it was black just to argue with me. ...'ve always been able to push her buttons and, Oh God, did she ever know how to push mine.At first, I didn't notice the change. I was so caught up in my little world that her gentle manner went unnoticed. If she would've typically pouted, stopped speaking, or slept on the couch, I would have noticed right away, of course. However, she still. I am a decent looking guy with a good physique thanks to all the gym that I do.The heroine of this story is my aunt, let’s call her S. She is a beautiful woman who is about 37 years of age and has a 10 year old son. But she is fitness conscious and thus looks extremely fit and thus sexy! Ever since I started reading iss stories I started getting attracted to her and I always felt there was something between us. But I thought it was wrong of me to even think like that n tats y I avoided her. Her. There was his little princess being raped and ravished by his best friends. Her mouth was being forced down over the huge swollen head of Harold's giant cock.There was that bastard John, sticking his hard prick into his precious baby's unprotected pussy from behind, and there was that fucking Mike, lying back on the bed, his limp prick still glistening from having dumped his jism somewhere in his baby's body."Fuckin' bastards, low life scum!" Jake muttered, his liquor- fogged mind accepting no. I slowly started pulling out the pieces one by one, biting and them eating them bit by bit. It was a heavenly taste. Dad and Neeta finished their pieces part by part. After we were through with this exercise, we went on ahead to have dinner. All were in excited mood, even though I was still limp. We ate our dinner. Dad and I proceeded to the master bedroom. In ten minutes or so, both ladies arrived. Now the real game was to start. Dad asked, ‘What’s your choice, sonny?’ I knew dad would enjoy.